The northeast was good to me, but it was time to go home. I logged my 7th airport on this trip – Newark! (The others I’ve been to? JFK, BOS, LAX, SFO, SEA, and PDX.)
Perhaps in a couple days, I’ll show off the many drawings I made on this trip.
Good to see you again, Mt. Hood. This sight meant we were just minutes from landing home. Thanks for the fun trip, Grandma and Grandpa!
My little Portland suburb covered in snow. Ain’t it pretty?
BUT I HAD PLACES TO GO! It was about to be my birthday and I was scheduled to get on an airplane (an airplane!!!) to see Nana and Papa!
Long story short: the roads were insane, we abandoned our car, waited for an Uber driver with chains on his tires, sat in a standstill on the freeway for an eternity, just missed our flight, and finally booked ourselves on a flight scheduled to leave 4 hours later which was delayed an additional 2 1/2 hours. So there was a lot of waiting. (And, by the way, I was the awesomest kid ever and Mommy and Daddy thanked their lucky stars that I am an airplane and airport fanatic and determined to make this trip happen.)
We finally took off at 11:20pm and I got to celebrate the stroke of midnight of my birthday, quite fittingly, on Alaska Airlines. Then I finally fell asleep. And thanks to Nana and Papa for picking us up at 1:10am and then hanging out with me when I asked for “dinner” at 2am.
Yesterday, I rode on a plane! And I checked into a hotel! Hello, Seattle!
