Africa, The First Leg

Yesterday we bundled up and set off  for a sprint to Seattle.    First stop is at Deadman’s Pass where Mama is photographed in soft focus in keeping with the encroaching fog.  Ivi, riding shotgun documents the View Point.  At hour out of Seattle, (somewhere in “Twin Peaks” territory perhaps?), we get backed up with a truck through the guardrail.  

Finally at the motel, adjacent to the airport, we disembark and Ivi starts her final checklisting.  We make a dash to Trader Joe’s for last minute essentials.  Before retiring, she does a couple of selfies with her parents.

Arising early, we walk through the drizzle to the airport just to suss the place out.  Then we return for real, seeing that the Amsterdam flight is On Time.  Whereupon Ivi checks in, surrenders her irrelevant cellphone to her mother, weighs in, hits the TSA line and meets a jovial TSA guy.  

And the parents do the only thing they can, return to home.  More fog, rain, snow and slush, another truck over the embankment, but finally sun as we approach Oregon.  

Kim attends to Nik and Charlie, while Dad begins his Gmail vigil to see if word arrives upon an expected touchdown in Amsterdam a bit before midnight (PST).  Stay tuned.