Apparently I forgot to actually press publish on this one on Sunday. Whoops. Better late than never!
Off to unpacking and laundry.
Right back where we started
Tag Archives: airport
Not over yet!
At the airport ready to head home, but apparently vacation isn’t over yet, Bevin needed her Portland breakfast sandwich and a coffee!
Where we have room to PUT these things, considering yesterday’s caloric input. Bamboo Sushi has, hands down, the best burger in Portland. Also great sushi. And then there was Dot Sugar.
Back on the exercise bike ASAP when we get home I think. But for now, once more unto the skies dear friends, once more!
The scenic route
One thing that’s striking about flying over St. Helens after Kilauea is how small St. Helens seems. An odd feeling!
I wonder if we’ll survive today without naps.
Airborn nap plan
Turns out our entire exit row is going to Portland, and is other families that have been split up due to the tender ministrations of Alaska. So we’ve formed a passengers collective and reorganized ourselves appropriately. Victory!
The best way to airport
The closer you get the the plane, and the more airplane sounds you get, the better it is.
Time to spend 6 hours trying to sleep squeezed in between two strangers. Got exit row at least!
A series of huts
It really is…
We’re waiting for about 40 minutes because the Alaska desk isn’t open until 7ish. “closer to when the plane arrives”. That’s new.
Baggage has to go through FDA screening before boarding, and apparently our carryons will have to as well.
This is done to ensure nobody is smuggling fruit. They want to keep the bent fruits for themselves.
Long awaited parking…
It took about an hour of sitting on the tarmac to get to our gate. Apparently a small plane crashed and caught fire on the runway this morning and it threw the entire airport into chaos for the day.
It’s very Hawaii though. You get off the plane onto the tarmac, and the “gate” is a series of, well, huts.
A nice welcome really, sets the tone.
Now we get to wait an hour for our bags to be unloaded. It appears that they’ve got 2 guys to do all the baggage handling for the entire airport. Ah well, it’s lovely.
Existential dread
[ confused chicken screaming ]
Apparently a small plane crashed at Kona Airport this morning, so we’re parked on the tarmac for an undetermined amount of time before they can bring us to the gate.
*I* may start the Hei-Hei screaming soon…
Excited screaming
What happens when a chicken feels the call of the sky?
It’s always the same…
The journey always begins at gate E11. It is the way.
