Let the packing, and the airplane prayers begin!!!
By the end of this week I will be flying the friendly skies from one side of this great nation all the way to the other.
Oh Glory!!
I am always intrigued by flight routes as I realized today, although my reservations have been settled for a while, that I will be going from Tampa to Chicago to Sacramento, the short route right?? My destination is Crossroads Community Church in Grass Valley, California.
I am always intrigued by flight routes as I realized today, although my reservations have been settled for a while, that I will be going from Tampa to Chicago to Sacramento, the short route right?? My destination is Crossroads Community Church in Grass Valley, California.
It just sounds fun doesn't it?
I am certain that it will be, when I land!!
As thrilled as I am to be with these ladies, getting there and back is not my favorite part and it is not my spiritual gift!!
As thrilled as I am to be with these ladies, getting there and back is not my favorite part and it is not my spiritual gift!!
One of my biggest travel challenges (and I have many) is figuring out WHAT to pack and what to pack it into.
If it is hot in Tampa, which it usually is, I have a tough time getting my head on burrrrr. The result usually is, I take everything. When I do not, like my last trip to Kentucky, they inevitably have the first snowfall of the year, unexpectedly. Or, I only have sweaters and the temps soar. Hot Flashes do not make for a very calm, cool and collected speaker.
As a result, I almost always have to pay for extra luggage. A fact that just tickles my honey pink!
Of course, I could be like the other 99% of my fellow fliers and try to cram everything I own into an overnight carry on bag that wobbles down the airplane aisle causing a line that backs all the way to security and taking the skin off any elbow that dares to be draped over an armrest along the way.
Of course, I could be like the other 99% of my fellow fliers and try to cram everything I own into an overnight carry on bag that wobbles down the airplane aisle causing a line that backs all the way to security and taking the skin off any elbow that dares to be draped over an armrest along the way.
Then there is the little matter of the parts of the body that we get to enjoy in front of our noses as travelers of every shape, age, gender and level of modesty reach to the heights of heaven to lift their luggage the size of a small cars, up into the storage bins that are positioned just above our seats. We see tummies of every physique and texture (or worse, backs, equally as appealing), undies that leave nothing to the imagination and of course, the armpits of our worst nightmares.
Far be it from me, however, to hold any airline grudges. No siree!
As a matter of fact, I have been known to pray for the flight crew the entire time I am in the air.
I have recently added birds to my prayer list.
I am always smiling and making my body as small as possible to accommodate all needs around me.
Ever the example of a happy traveler.
Ever the example of a happy traveler.
A simple brief case carryon and always clean shaven, thank you very much, just in case I am called upon for some heavy lifting!