Intentionally Unexpected
I’ve just scared my first tiny trick or treaters.
I’ve got the lights on spooky flickering, the Haunted Mansion queue music in playing on the speakers, and I’m acting like a Ghost Host and trying to work in as many terrible puns as possible.
I amuse myself.
It’s basically the same as last week’s picture, except we’re one row further back, and Bev’s wearing a different shirt.
To be fair, I didn’t check the tail number, might be a different plane. But this flight just goes back and forth, so maybe not.
Going to be another whirlwind week of adventure! For now though, either audio book and game on tablet, or listening to music and reading, how to decide?
(Bev says I should’ve brought my knitting project so I wasn’t faced with such decisions. Like I need more stuff to carry.)
Good thing we checked in exactly on the 24 Hour early mark, 5 unlucky customers are getting booted to another flight as ASA 655 here is “oversold”. (weasel words if there ever were any!)
Homeward we go, a week back in PDX, then a week here, then two weeks back home, and then this becomes home!
Bevin is displeased with Stumptown, but at least it’s coffee. (I finished mine, if you can’t tell.)
Bevin feels that it’s too early to be on the MAX…