Our trip back to the Lower 48 was pretty uneventful, once it got going. We stayed in hotels, played in the pool with the baby, and generally relaxed and had a good time. I got to meet one of my wife's high school classmates in Seattle, and we hung out with him and his family. I got reminded of how nice it is to fly first class. We had it for each leg of the flight. Free drinks, real china and flatware...such luxury.
Alice did very well with the travel, for the most part. She does not, however, like to be in a car seat. She made these feelings especially evident on the ride from Atlanta to my in-laws' house in Jacksonvlle, Alabama. Much crying and fussing. Of course, she had not been confined like that in over four months. Village life can do that to you.
We actually arrived in Alabama on the evening of Christmas Day, two days late, but happy to be in one place for a little while. We opened presents, had yummy food, and drank a few toasts. Ah, civilization...
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
There and Back Again
I think it was actually the original working title for The Hobbit, or something like that. We did see the latest installment of that series over the holidays. It was fun to watch, which is not a horrible recommendation these days.
We have been back since January 14. Our trips were long and eventful. On the way out, we had our originating flight from Bethel canceled because of inoperative runway lights. We had an idea that it might happen, because it had happened on the two previous evenings. We decided to go to Bethel anyway, reasoning that any rescheduled flight might be early in the morning, and we didn't want the aggravation of trying to fly across the river in time for that. The river never did freeze up well enough for us to drive.
We had gone to the terminal and checked in all of our stuff. We left to get some dinner. As we returned, I could hear the cancellation announcement coming over the loudspeaker outside of the terminal. Damn.
My wife went inside and got on the phone immediately with Alaska Airlines to make alternative plans, while I stayed in the car with a mercifully sleeping Alice. The process took her an hour. Alice continued to sleep in the car with me. She can be a very adaptive baby at times, and I am thankful for that.
The bad news: the cancellation had knocked all of our connections awry. We could either stay in Bethel for two days, and then fly three legs back to back, as was the original plan, or we could fly to Anchorage the next morning, overnight there, fly to Seattle, overnight there, and finally fly to Atlanta on Christmas day. We chose the latter alternative. We decided to make a mini-vacation out of the trip itself...
We have been back since January 14. Our trips were long and eventful. On the way out, we had our originating flight from Bethel canceled because of inoperative runway lights. We had an idea that it might happen, because it had happened on the two previous evenings. We decided to go to Bethel anyway, reasoning that any rescheduled flight might be early in the morning, and we didn't want the aggravation of trying to fly across the river in time for that. The river never did freeze up well enough for us to drive.
We had gone to the terminal and checked in all of our stuff. We left to get some dinner. As we returned, I could hear the cancellation announcement coming over the loudspeaker outside of the terminal. Damn.
My wife went inside and got on the phone immediately with Alaska Airlines to make alternative plans, while I stayed in the car with a mercifully sleeping Alice. The process took her an hour. Alice continued to sleep in the car with me. She can be a very adaptive baby at times, and I am thankful for that.
The bad news: the cancellation had knocked all of our connections awry. We could either stay in Bethel for two days, and then fly three legs back to back, as was the original plan, or we could fly to Anchorage the next morning, overnight there, fly to Seattle, overnight there, and finally fly to Atlanta on Christmas day. We chose the latter alternative. We decided to make a mini-vacation out of the trip itself...
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