I'm back to sitting in an airport. This time I'm in the Anchorage airport waiting to fly back to Chicago. I have a layover in Dallas, TX. It's over a 5 hour layover. I'm going to try to fly standby on an earlier flight, there is a flight leaving at 7:20AM and 7:40 AM. My plane lands in Dallas at 6:23 AM. I'm hoping to make it flying standby. It would be great if I could. It just means that I would have to drive back down to O'Hare to pick up my luggage. The last place I want to be right now is in the airport. I almost didn't go. I'd rather stay in Alaska. It has been an amazing trip. I've been to some glacier, Denali, Flattop Mountain, and an assortment of other places up here. I can't believe how fast the time has gone by. I got here about a week and a half ago and I can't believe it's time to go.
The glaciers were beautiful, Denali was amazing, and I love Alaska. The amount of daylight was a change for me. Where I live, which is about 700 miles south of Anchorage, the sun goes down and it gets dark for more than 3 hours (or less). Being up here and it still being rather light out at midnight was a change.
We'll be boarding the plane in about 15 minutes so I guess it's time for me to wrap this up. Back to the Midwest for a few more weeks then back to Met.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Friday, July 3, 2009
Sitting and waiting
I'm currently sitting in O'Hare airport waiting for my flight to Anchorage. I of course got to the airport 2 hours early because that is what is recommended and got through security in 10 minutes. So now I have (currently) 1 1/2 hours till my flight leaves. I have a layover in Salt Lake, ok I have a run to the next plane because it's only 30 minutes. Then on to Anchorage. It works out to about 9 hours of flying. Nothing like having a hobby.
As a look back. The road trip went well. I enjoyed seeing my friends in Atlanta, cousin in Louisville, and friends in Carbondale. On our trip from Louisville to Carbondale, a truck tire blew and came flying at us. All you heard was a POP and saw tire flying through the air. I got us to the other lane so as to not be hit by the tire, or what was left of it. It is never a dull moment.
Other than that, it's been a pretty relaxed week. I've slept part of the week out in the tent until Bill took the tent to go camping. The last two nights I slept in his room. I think it was a fair trade.
I've concluded the hardest part of being at my parents' house is the lack of my own space. When I used to come home I had my old room to hide out in. Now I have the tent, sort of, or my car, occasionally. It's really hard living out of a suitcase in the living room and not having any where to really run away to. The closest thing I have is the tent. Oh well. It's only three more weeks after I get back from Anchorage. I will survive.
As a look back. The road trip went well. I enjoyed seeing my friends in Atlanta, cousin in Louisville, and friends in Carbondale. On our trip from Louisville to Carbondale, a truck tire blew and came flying at us. All you heard was a POP and saw tire flying through the air. I got us to the other lane so as to not be hit by the tire, or what was left of it. It is never a dull moment.
Other than that, it's been a pretty relaxed week. I've slept part of the week out in the tent until Bill took the tent to go camping. The last two nights I slept in his room. I think it was a fair trade.
I've concluded the hardest part of being at my parents' house is the lack of my own space. When I used to come home I had my old room to hide out in. Now I have the tent, sort of, or my car, occasionally. It's really hard living out of a suitcase in the living room and not having any where to really run away to. The closest thing I have is the tent. Oh well. It's only three more weeks after I get back from Anchorage. I will survive.
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