Our last morning involved packing – good thing we bought that new bag, a final breakfast at Pläj, a bit of final computer work, then a taxi to the airport.
Before we left, I just had to take a picture of the room key, made of birch, not plastic.
Our flight back to Midway was uneventful and our pilot didn’t tell us what we were flying over, so I watched a movie (The Producers) instead of trying to see the scenery.
At Midway, Tom got some salads to eat but I wasn’t hungry since I consumed a whole bag of almonds on the first flight. I was just waiting when I looked up and saw Sandi, a woman from my church choir back home, walking my way. She was coming in from a business meeting in Denver, and on our next flight!
We spent quite a bit of time talking before the flight and she offered us a ride home from Dulles. No looking for a taxi at midnight. YEA!
Flight 2 was uneventful, too, so I watched Airplane. Big differences from the services that they offered in 1980 and now. At least we didn’t have to be worried about eating the fish…
At the airport, we waited for those checked bags, then they changed the carrousel so we moved to another part of Dulles. Sandi’s daughter arrived and drove us home, exhausted, but knowing we had a very successful, if whirlwind, trip.
- San Francisco, Day Two (maryoblog.com)
- Six Tips for Surviving a Trans-Continental Flight (livingmyadventures.wordpress.com)
- Good-Bye My San Francisco (rachelannpierce.wordpress.com)