Hello,
As we waited to get on the plane we
became aware of more and more dense fog covering the airport. “Does fog affect
take off?” Leroy wondered.
Yes it does. We got on the plane, but
sat by the gate for almost half an hour. Safety must come first, but it was a
bit anxious because we only had 45 minutes for our connection in Minneapolis.
On the first trip we had to traverse a good bit of the airport because one
plane is big and one is much smaller.
We exchanged gifts at our
Thanksgiving. I received one of those grabber things that can go into narrow
spaces. This one was not collapsible and measured 33 inches from tip to handle.
Our children probably brought it in a larger check in bag. We do not have a check
in bag so I had to carry because it was much larger than my carry on. I thought
it might not be allowed on the plane either by TSA or the carrier, but no one
objected. Carrying it to the airport on the train was not a problem. After I took
off my coat at the airport and had to carry my coat, pull one bag and had the
other bag on my back, that long object
was a bit more problematic. I certainly did not want to poke someone with it
and it was hard to keep it in my hand with the slippery coat.
On the airplane they told me to put it
in the overhead bin so that was not an issue.
In Minnesota, it took us a while to
get off the plane because we were almost in the last row. Leroy commented shortly
before we landed that he needed to go to the restroom. Luckily I had gone
earlier on the plane. The flight attendant had told us how to get to our
connecting flight so that would not take so long as when we have to search out
directions. We had to use the train, but just missed one. Supposedly they come
every three minutes. It seemed to be a much longer interval as we waited,
knowing that we had little time.
We hopped on the train when it arrived
and got off spotting the direction sign easily. The first moving sidewalk was
broken on our side so we just walked fast. It is not so easy to move speedily
when gripping so many things which bang against my legs from time to time.
Leroy, who could go faster, did not get on the next moving sidewalk so I did
not either as I was not sure I could maintain balance with all my things and
grip the railing. Coming within two numbers of our gate a woman stepped out of
that area and called to us, “Cedar Rapids?”
We yelled, “Yes,” while we kept
trotting. Amazingly the hall was almost empty so it all worked for us to arrive
gasping for breath.
Paula
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