Greetings…
…from the other side of the Blizzard of 2009, which stopped me in my tracks as I made my way to the East coast yesterday. Stranded in Boston overnight, I camped out en famille before making my way further up the coast early this morning in this:
Kim and Katie with the aircraft
That’s right, dear readers, I flew in that. While the plane seats nine if someone sits in the co-pilot’s seat (and I have!), there were only three of us this fine morning. Plus Katie, the pilot. The flight was a little choppy, thanks to all the leftover wind, but we made it to our destination (below) in just under an hour. There was snow everywhere but Katie brought it in for a smooth landing and Kim had everything unpacked and at the “terminal” in about five minutes. Together Katie and Kim must comprise about half of the airport staff.
The Airport
The terminal itself is the one building pictured above with a trailer tacked on the back; that’s where we wait after going through screening. And I should say that the screening here is the most thorough and persnickety I’ve ever experienced. They are not messing around. They also ask for your weight (flying here or back) and often informally assign people to seats based on that weight. Once you’ve given up your carry-on luggage (it goes in the wings) you’re free to board.
Arriving in this manner is all worth it, however, when this view awaits, a far cry from D-town even when gray:
Happy Holidays to all from the East coast!
xoxo
Blake
These photos just confirm what I already knew-that’s no terminal, my friend. And that thing you fly in cannot be categorized as a plane.
The view, however, is beautiful.
Have a great week.
Glad you got there safely–and enjoy your holidays!
My holiday retreat features a frozen lake, which we can walk on, and about 5 inches of snow. (Enough to be picturesque, not enough to be tiresome.) I’m with ej–that plane looks terrifying.
Wasn’t Katie your pilot for your Thanksgiving trip? Did you sit next to her this time, again?
ej and Historiann,
It’s true; not much of a terminal. And they’re thinking of putting in a snack bar! Ridiculous. And indeed I had Katie back and forth for Thanksgiving. I did not get to sit next to her this time, however, because they had too much luggage and the three passengers all had to sit in rows 3 and 4 for even weight distribution.
Happy Holidays on the lake and in the fort!
Holy moly! Where the heck are you??? Brrr…..
It is a wee bit cold, but not any worse than D-town can be sometimes. And we’re warmed by being on the ocean…
That said, if it really is 60 degrees in Denver, I’m jealous…
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