From my seat before we left.
Backing out from the gate.
Dirty snow pile beyond the wing.
Empty Anchorage runway. And when we got to Seattle, there were no delays like last time.
Cloud islands as we head south.
I always did like Mondrian.
Ranges west of Seattle.
Everything worked right. We left on time. Arrived a little early, with no delay at SEATAC like last time. Our luggage was on the carousel before we got there. We only waited a minute or so for the train into town. And had plenty of time to get the 4:45 ferry.
On the other side we met our daughter and granddaughter for dinner and on home.
Started reading Michael Ondaatje's Warlight.
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