10 TX 0208
Next morning was 2-20-2008, our day of departure for home. We arose, took in some sustenance and finished the packing that we had started the day before. When I came outside to load the luggage in the van, there was a whole tree full of black birds – their calls sounded something like the squeaking of a rusty gate. Next trip out, they had departed but other wildlife was still to be found.
A large tree next door had a small woodpecker on the end of a dead limb right at the top. Also at the top on another limb was either a pigeon or large dove, the two are closely related – maybe cousins. On another tree was a squirrel doing his acrobatics while gathering what looked like berries on the ends of the branches. In the distance an owl was sending forth its call on the airwaves – the same type I have heard most every night.
OD, GM5 and the Spice and I got in the van and headed for the Houston airport – Hobby – about an hour away. Rain was predicted and we did have some mist on the windshield a couple of times but that was as serious as it got. She dropped us off at the entrance, we quickly said our sad goodbyes and entered this hub of flight. We got our bags checked and received our boarding passes – automated, yet with a little help from the attendant.
We went through security with a minimum of hassle, even though the Spice has to be hand searched each time because of her defibrillator. We had built in some lag time just in case we were delayed, so we had plenty of time to just sit and people watch. The different sizes and shapes of folks, their choices of clothing and unusual manner of personal grooming and adornments amazed us – but this is usually the case.
The plane was on time and we loaded and were soon departing Texas soil. Other than being a bit bumpy at times, the flight was uneventful and we arrived in Atlanta without incident. We knew we had a layover of more than 3 hours, so we located a place to eat and took our time in the consuming. The food was edible but nothing to write home about. We waited about 20 minutes to be seated and when we left the line was still long.
The gate of our departure was a multi-use one for smaller planes and several flights were loading at various times and several were delayed. Our flight happened to be one of the delayed and we felt like we had been in this area all day when we finally got loaded – then we waited some more in the plane. The plane was a turbo-prop commuter type craft – I’ve heard it called a puddle jumper – and although not huge, it did carry about 75 passengers. When we took off, it sounded like a part of the ceiling was going to vibrate loose – it finally quieted down when we got to cruising altitude.
The Spice’s bro and SIL were to pick us up so we called when we touched down and they headed that way. The big mystery then was whether our bags would be present or absent. The conveyer started and within 5 minutes we had all bags and were headed for the door – wow, I like that concept! About that many more minutes found us loading our bags in the Spice’s bro’s vehicle and we were on the last leg of our journey home.
We were even able to see the latter part of the eclipse of the moon on the way home. BIL helped get our bags in and we felt like collapsing in the floor. We found ourselves with grateful hearts to God for the safe trip and a house to come home to – as mentioned in previous writings. ec
PS - We arrived home on Wednesday evening but I had to finish the Texas saga.
A large tree next door had a small woodpecker on the end of a dead limb right at the top. Also at the top on another limb was either a pigeon or large dove, the two are closely related – maybe cousins. On another tree was a squirrel doing his acrobatics while gathering what looked like berries on the ends of the branches. In the distance an owl was sending forth its call on the airwaves – the same type I have heard most every night.
OD, GM5 and the Spice and I got in the van and headed for the Houston airport – Hobby – about an hour away. Rain was predicted and we did have some mist on the windshield a couple of times but that was as serious as it got. She dropped us off at the entrance, we quickly said our sad goodbyes and entered this hub of flight. We got our bags checked and received our boarding passes – automated, yet with a little help from the attendant.
We went through security with a minimum of hassle, even though the Spice has to be hand searched each time because of her defibrillator. We had built in some lag time just in case we were delayed, so we had plenty of time to just sit and people watch. The different sizes and shapes of folks, their choices of clothing and unusual manner of personal grooming and adornments amazed us – but this is usually the case.
The plane was on time and we loaded and were soon departing Texas soil. Other than being a bit bumpy at times, the flight was uneventful and we arrived in Atlanta without incident. We knew we had a layover of more than 3 hours, so we located a place to eat and took our time in the consuming. The food was edible but nothing to write home about. We waited about 20 minutes to be seated and when we left the line was still long.
The gate of our departure was a multi-use one for smaller planes and several flights were loading at various times and several were delayed. Our flight happened to be one of the delayed and we felt like we had been in this area all day when we finally got loaded – then we waited some more in the plane. The plane was a turbo-prop commuter type craft – I’ve heard it called a puddle jumper – and although not huge, it did carry about 75 passengers. When we took off, it sounded like a part of the ceiling was going to vibrate loose – it finally quieted down when we got to cruising altitude.
The Spice’s bro and SIL were to pick us up so we called when we touched down and they headed that way. The big mystery then was whether our bags would be present or absent. The conveyer started and within 5 minutes we had all bags and were headed for the door – wow, I like that concept! About that many more minutes found us loading our bags in the Spice’s bro’s vehicle and we were on the last leg of our journey home.
We were even able to see the latter part of the eclipse of the moon on the way home. BIL helped get our bags in and we felt like collapsing in the floor. We found ourselves with grateful hearts to God for the safe trip and a house to come home to – as mentioned in previous writings. ec
PS - We arrived home on Wednesday evening but I had to finish the Texas saga.
posted by mreddie | 11:04 PM
3 Comments:
Hi Mr Eddie~~ Glad you and your wife are safely home and that you all enjoyed your time together. Glad the littlie had a good birthday and coped with the new mode of transport. Glad you were able to get some tasks done for your daughter, and enjoyed doing them. Your trip and your posts have been very interesting. Like we were there with you.
Thanks for your comments about my gifts,the gravy ladle and my new
hair-do. Take care, Best Wishes, Merle.
I’m glad to know you made it home safely. I seem to have missed much of the Texas Saga while recently catnapping. So I need to read what I missed.
merle - It was a good trip - so sad to leave. Just wish they lived a little closer.
SSN - We had a great time, even better than my memory allows me to write. ec
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