Yesterday we departed Austin at 6:15 AM and shortly after take-off we saw the gorgeous ruby colors of sunrise from the windows. And landing in Rhode Island over twelve hours later we admired the sunset (pictured here).
Compared to the holiday travel nightmares we’ve heard about these past ten days, our trip home was easy. An hour delay in Austin (a warning light in the cockpit had to be repaired) meant we missed our connecting flight in Baltimore and would stay there until 3 PM.
Five hours in a very quiet airport is not exactly the end of the world. First stop? The Silver Diner, a family favorite for dining when time permits.
Banjo Man ended up ordering the “Farmer’s Breakfast”.
No surprise there.
We lingered over breakfast, still basking in the glow of nine days of family time. Chatted about celebrating the New Year with daughter Nancy. Looked forward to our road trip in April (yes, I know that is optimistic considering health and weather, but it’s our dream). Decided that seven weeks of radiation was not such a big deal.
The winter months will go quickly.
There were only twenty people on our flight. And only seven pieces of luggage on the conveyor belt when we landed in RI. Miraculously two of them were ours.
Banjo Man has dashed off to the grocery store. I’m not sure why. I am still in my pajamas and drinking coffee.
Over the years we’ve had our share of storm cancellations, flight delays, oceans of luggage to wade through in airport lobbies and various airport insanity. But this year we are so very relieved to have gotten off easy.
Maybe that bodes well for 2023.