I’m staying in downtown Philadelphia at the Close Quarters … er, Club Quarters on Chestnut Street (slogan: Your Belongings Stay Within Convenient Arm’s Reach!). It was another Hotwire deal and one whose “star rating” I might question. The rooms are small, perhaps 10′ by 18′, though it does have a great location, is nicely furnished, has impressive free Internet, and is about $100 cheaper (!) per night than neighboring hotels. Since I’m the only one traveling its no big deal, but if there were two people in this room they’d better be on friendly terms.
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Travels
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In Philly
Got into Philly about two hours ago. My flight here was delayed 2.5 hours due to weather here. Missed the first train from the airport by seconds, so that added an extra 30 minutes to my night.
I checked the flight status before leaving but only found out about the delay upon arriving at the airport. I chose to return home and spend the extra time with the family. I got to help tuck the kids into bed before returning. I’m still savoring the feeling that gave me.
I was very hungry once I got here so I stopped by Little Pete’s, a neighborhood diner, for a late-night dinner. My cheese steak was incredibly good (fresh bread!), though most anything would be to me at this hour.
I meet my colleague around 8 tomorrow and we go meet the customer. Should be a fun and relatively easy visit.
Book Night
Light blogging tonight – its a good night to read. I’ve had Bill Bryson’s A Short History Of Nearly Everything checked out for weeks and have had a hard time putting it down. It’s filling in a lot of the blanks that remained in my science education. Bryson’s writing is so entertaining he can make being blown up by a supervolcano sound like fun.
I don’t have a full weekend this weekend as I’m off to Philadelphia for three days beginning tomorrow evening. I’ve flown through Philly many times but never gotten a chance to look around the city itself. Since reading Walter Isaacson’s Benjamin Franklin: An American Life I’ve wanted to walk the same streets that Franklin walked. They’re also the same streets that Rocky Balboa walked, or jogged at least. At any rate tomorrow I’ll get my chance.
Mystery Plane Identified
I found from the Islands Sounder that the plane in the breathtaking fly-by I saw at Orcas Island airport was a Douglas AD-1 Skyraider, piloted by Alan Anders. Not exactly a WWII warbird as it debuted at the end of the war, but close.
The plane itself belongs to Anders’s father, Bill Anders, who is an Orcas Island resident and one of the Apollo 8 astronauts. Pretty cool.
Orcas Island’s Revenge
Remember how I said that the start of our Orcas Island vacation began with my breakfast getting airborne before we did? Well, that little bug behaved itself while we were actually on vacation but it apparently never left. Kelly had quite a restless night, spending more time upright than horizontal. I had a not-so-fun day. Fortunately for me I think my issues may be over. I hope Kelly’s are, too.
When it’s 100+ degrees outside is not the time to be dehydrated. Be well, y’all.
High-Performance Performances
In my attempt to document events during our day at the Orcas Island Airport, I neglected to talk about one special event. As I was watching Hallie and Travis ride the kiddie cars inside Magic Air‘s hangar, I heard a roar behind me. Whirling around, I caught a glimpse of a beautifully restored World War II-era fighter plane as it screamed just 20 feet above the runway on a fly-by. I was lucky enough to catch the plane on video as it made two more low-altitude passes.
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CQ CQ?
Note to self: make sure to remove Yaesu FT-50R ham radio from rental car before returning car to agency. D’oh! I brought it along with the hopes of firing it up on top of Mt. Constitution, but its battery wasn’t charged like I expected it to be and thus it became an expensive paperweight during our trip. Fortunately, Avis has it and is mailing it back to me.
While I’m on the subject of praise where praise is due, kudos to Southwest for correcting my mistake and getting our family home the same day. I didn’t expect it to happen but the gate agent who made the arrangements went above and beyond the call of duty. Thanks a bunch!
Home!
It’s 1:40 AM and we’re home now. Plane left Chicago an hour late but at least it left. Good thing I already had this morning off for a doctor’s appointment (which got cancelled when it looked like I wouldn’t make it).
See y’all tomorrow.
Home Tonight
Well, against all odds we managed to find four open seats from Seattle to Chicago Midway. We found out there were three open all the way to Raleigh about 15 minutes before our Seattle departure and we were making plans to have me fly separately through Las Vegas. Instead a fourth seat popped up five minutes before takeoff so I joined Kelly and the kids for the trip to Chicago.
We’re about an hour away from leaving Chicago now and should get home before midnight, God willing and the creek don’t rise. The kids have been real troupers, as has Kelly. Heck, even I’ve been a good boy. As long as we get home tonight nothing else really matters.
Vacation Extended!
We got our vacation extended! That’s right, we got some extra vacation this morning when we missed our flight out of Seattle by mere minutes. If we’re lucky, we can catch space on a flight through Chicago. If not, we’ll spend another night here in Seattle.
The Doubletree’s airport shuttle doomed us, as it arrived much later than expected to pick us up. By the time it arrived, half the hotel was waiting to board it. What should have been a ten minute ride, tops, across the street took 20-25 minutes.
Keep smiling, I keep telling myself. Keep smiling.