Terminal dwelling

It was a rough night, tossing and turning with knee pain, and a belly full and roiling with injera bu wat.

I tried to be as still as possible for my little bed buddy, Sheri.

She got up around 6:15 in order to catch her shuttle to the airport. Tears were shed!

Lisa and I had breakfast and boarded a 9 am shuttle even though we had evening flights, because we were in a mission!

One of our sweet classmates, Kristina had booked to come on our reunion but the Microsoft debacle ended that dream.

So we missed catching up with her.

However….

…She was flying out to her family reunion and the connecting flight was in Denver!

We had a wonderful time catching up with each other.

After that, Lisa and I became terminal dwellers for the day, scouting souvenirs and sleeping meds for my big flight.

We ate lunch at a nice place, tucked away into a booth seat. My salad was probably the best I have had in a long time. Medium rare steak, sharp feta, toasted walnuts.

As we chatted, a man called out in a loud urgent voice for a doctor. The mood changed instantly. It took several minutes for a doctor to be located. Paramedics soon followed and after about 15 minutes the young man who had suffered a heart attack was able to be walked out, probably straight to hospital.

The afternoon passed at a snails pace, but it was truly lovely to have extra time with the lovely Lisa.

After we said goodbye to each other, I relocated to my own gate number and sat out my remaining time there.

Alarm bells started to rumble when the flight next to us was delayed.

As I checked my online ticket for the umpteenth time, it changed from ‘on time’ to ‘behind schedule’.

Lots of people were on edge, after all the delays and cancellations of the past weekend.

My flight tomorrow from LA leaves at 6 am, so I felt the slight curdle of stress in my gut; or it might have just been the injera bu wat!

Anyways after what felt like a long wait, it was time to board.

I let a little lady cut in front of me and felt like her hand signal holding.her bag was not one of gratitude.

My seat on the plane was amazing. So much leg room- due to being near the side exits.

And no one sat in the middle seat. The young guy in the window seat and I could not believe our good fortune!

The flight was straightforward.

Now I am on the shuttle to grab a Lyft to the ‘hotel’ to grab 5 hours sleep before my 6 am flight with Air Canada 🍁 .

More tomorrow