Day 21: Flying Into the Cold

Yesterday was the end of three things. First, it was the end of my vacation. Second, it was the end of me being warm outside. Lastly, and this one is still to be seen. It was the last day that I would post a blog entry a day late. For the rest of this thing, I'm either going to post about the day that I'm posting, or I'll miss a post. It's not really fair to claim I haven't missed a day of posting if I am doing them late sometimes and not others.

We started off the morning by getting all packed back into our suitcases, making room for the extra clothes and other things we bought. After we did a walk through the house to make sure we hadn't forgotten anything, we watched Scooby Doo the movie. It was a suggestion from Katie before she left for work. She owns the soundtrack to that movie and it was in her car. Carol took it out so we could listen to it while we packed. I was surprised to find that I think I have watched at least some part of it before, but we watched the whole thing anyway.

We had scheduled a shuttle to pick us up from Katie's house and take us to the airport and when it came we had expected that we would have to share the van with other flyers, but that was not the case. We were the only ones. It took about an hour to get to the airport, and the driver used the commercial drop off gate, which was significantly less populated. There was a baggage check outside the airport which looked real enough, but I didn't have a good feeling about it so we headed in to check my bag.

Our first flight was pretty boring. I read my Popular Science magazine I had picked up at one of the numerous magazine shops. Carol was reading a new book she picked up at the same place. Her's is called The Hunger Games. Originally we had seats that were in different rows, but a nice lady let me swap with her. She didn't even end up sitting in the seat I was in, but picked another empty spot on the aisle. There were quite a few empty seats.

When we got to Cleveland we found out that our trip to Erie was delayed. A delay in Cleveland is most irritating because it's only a 2 hour drive to Erie, so depending on the length of the delay, other travel possibilities need to be considered. It turned out that our plane was delayed in Pittsburgh for an hour and we boarded 45 minutes later than originally expected. I slept on the flight and we got into Erie at 10:30ish. Carol and I had both opted out when considering what jackets we should pack to Texas, so we only had hoodies. A small oversight, considering it was 28 degrees in Erie that night. Whatever though, we made it.