Home, home, home, home
Jul. 13th, 2009 08:10 pmSomehow, summer decided to happen while I was off in the wilds of the northwest territory great state of Ohio, and I returned to partly sunny, mid-70s, and smiling people. Yippee.
Ohio was filled with family -- and sadness that our sister Sue couldn't join us for the time together. We talked and emailed, but that's just not enough, and we miss her very much.
Yesterday, my sister Libby, her husband, her two youngest sons, my brother Doug, his wife, and their two daughters all came over to mom's, and we proved that we're all pretty doggone good cooks. :-) I've really gotten lucky in the nieces and nephews categories.
We also proved that none of us (except the kids) are under 40 anymore, since every one of us in the older generations were pooped.
Today's flight home was relaxed and easy. Leaving for the airport a bit early seemed a good idea, since flying out of Canton-Akron (CAK) means a longer trip through many miles of rural roads. One breakdown could ruin your whole day. And AirTran ensures that people like me will pay the $49 for a business class upgrade by charging $15 for a checked bag, $6-12 for a *regular* seat assignment...so the $49 removes both fees, gives you a comfortable seat, and ensures that you can get all of the liquids you want (plus alcohol for those, unlike me, who wish).
But the best part was landing in Boston, being the first at baggage claim, nipping out to have a smoke, and then getting picked up by
benveniste at the airport. Seeing Mike...meant it was home.
Home, home, home. Finestkind.
Ohio was filled with family -- and sadness that our sister Sue couldn't join us for the time together. We talked and emailed, but that's just not enough, and we miss her very much.
Yesterday, my sister Libby, her husband, her two youngest sons, my brother Doug, his wife, and their two daughters all came over to mom's, and we proved that we're all pretty doggone good cooks. :-) I've really gotten lucky in the nieces and nephews categories.
We also proved that none of us (except the kids) are under 40 anymore, since every one of us in the older generations were pooped.
Today's flight home was relaxed and easy. Leaving for the airport a bit early seemed a good idea, since flying out of Canton-Akron (CAK) means a longer trip through many miles of rural roads. One breakdown could ruin your whole day. And AirTran ensures that people like me will pay the $49 for a business class upgrade by charging $15 for a checked bag, $6-12 for a *regular* seat assignment...so the $49 removes both fees, gives you a comfortable seat, and ensures that you can get all of the liquids you want (plus alcohol for those, unlike me, who wish).
But the best part was landing in Boston, being the first at baggage claim, nipping out to have a smoke, and then getting picked up by
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Home, home, home. Finestkind.