At the Airport

364 days since our last flight. While the airport is not crowded, there are lots of people flying. Certainly different from when we flew through Dallas on the way back from Okinawa last year, with all the stores closed and the waiting areas empty. Although everything seems open, evidently Starbucks hasn’t gotten up to speed because it took Grant almost a half an hour to get us coffee with only 5 people in front of him. 

I forgot what a pain flying is now, because I wore pants with lots of zippers which set off the alarms. Plus I wore sandals so I had to walk through the TSA inspection in bare feet. Grant didn’t have to take his shoes off since he’s over 75. A perk of old age. We have to wear masks except when we are eating or drinking. Even though our flight boards at 5:10, there is no meal service. I could have ordered dinners ahead of time, but missed the deadline. Grant said he’d looked at the menu and wasn’t impressed with the offerings, mostly packaged cheese and fruit. We brought Publix beef sandwiches and drank the free wine and beer provided with the upgraded seating I’d bought. The extra legroom was worth the extra money, and the booze wasn’t too bad.

I can’t say the same for the view of the young woman seated in front of us. Mary explained this style is from cutting sleeves off t-shirts for working out at the gym. It has moved out in the world, because I saw a middle aged man wearing a similarly low-cut tank top with bike pants at a restaurant on Sunday. Also not a pretty sight. Where are the beautiful people when we need them?

But none of this matters. We are on our way to San Diego to see our grand babies. Life is good.

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