|The view from my window seat - the Rockies (I think)|
Here we go folks! I just finished transferring my 583 photos and videos to this computer and am now ready to take you all along with me on my fabulous trip to Los Angeles, California. I've been encouraged by some of my faithful followers that they are enjoying these visual memories of my fabulous vacation in California so I'm posting.
Of course you remember how nervous I was the first day of the trip, getting to the Philadelphia airport and going through security and boarding my plane, a direct U.S.Airways flight. Well, I need not have worried at all because everything went smoothing. A beautiful day, went through security and didn't even have to take my shoes off, which as you know is a sore point with me. I was flattered when I was told to go through without donning my shoes. That is until someone told me later that "they don't ask the old guys to take their shoes off." Well, that deflated my ego just a bit but still. I didn't have to take my shoes off going or coming. Loved it!
In this post I'm including videos that I took from my window seat directly across from the bathroom (how did that happen?) Yes, I'm one of those TOURISTS who take pictures of of the plane window. I think I was the only one on the plane to do so.
I have to admit I am mightily impressed with our ability to fly. Just over five hours and we traversed the entered continental United States. I've only flown across the United States once before and that was in 1979 when I flew to San Francisco for a short weekend stay (don't ask why).
I was never one of these people who was frightened of flying. I never got that. But I do have to admit that this time (and last summer when I flew to Toronto) I was very cognizant that I was enclosed in a narrow metal tube in the sky totally under the control of people that I didn't know. I tried not to dwell on that fact while I looked out my window and watched the changing topography of the United States as we got ever closer to the glorious Golden State of California.
Looking out my little oval airplane window I often think of that old "Twilight Zone" episode with a young William Shatner looking out his little airplane window on a stormy night and seeing a gremlin on the wing of the airplane. I half expect to encounter a similar situation. Then what would I do? Poop my pants probably.
Fortunately for me my day of travel was sunny and bright and no gremlins appeared on my airplane wing. But my trip back from Toronto last August was at night and raining. In fact our landing was delayed for 58 minutes. No gremlins on the wing though (thank God).
Look below and see all the houses. That's another image that never ceases to impress me, how small and insignificant we as a human civilization are when viewed from 36,000 feet above. All those houses and streets laid out so neatly below. All those stories below that from outer space no one would have a clue. I wonder if the same is on some planets out in space beyond our galaxy. Of such things I think when coming down from above.
|Disembarking at LAX|
I was to meet Pat at the baggage terminal at LAX and sure enough, there he was.
|Pat at LAX for our rendezvous|
|The Dynamic Duo - watch out L.A.!|