We're always first in line. Here's Irene at San Jose International at 4:00 AM. (well, they told us to get there 2 hours before flight time. Wonder where everyone else is?)
I'm not a flyer. I sit over the wing and watch the little bolts quiver in the metal at 36 thousand feet and wonder how many miles it'll take to work the bolt completely out of the wing...
I thought these were pretty cheery little snacks. They actually took my mind off reality for a few minutes. That and the Ativan...
Things are looking up. Here we are in the backseat of a Rolls Royce (circa 1982) on our way to the train station in Toronto!
This is more like it! Train station early in the morning...we're still first in line...
I'm not a flyer. I sit over the wing and watch the little bolts quiver in the metal at 36 thousand feet and wonder how many miles it'll take to work the bolt completely out of the wing...
I thought these were pretty cheery little snacks. They actually took my mind off reality for a few minutes. That and the Ativan...
Things are looking up. Here we are in the backseat of a Rolls Royce (circa 1982) on our way to the train station in Toronto!
This is more like it! Train station early in the morning...we're still first in line...
3 comments:
a rolls royce really??? you guys are spoiled rotten!!! looks like you had quite the trip..
Yep, it was a rolls. Though it wasn't as great as it sounds. It was poorly maintained and leaked gas fumes into the backseat so that really except for this photo we held our breaths all the way to the train station. (it almost killed us!
but still a rolls...sounds like quite the trip..can't wait for stories about your next one!!!!
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