North...to Alaska!

I loaded the car, and we drove over to my brother's house to pick up my sister, Deb. Before we got five minutes away from our house, she called, "Have you left yet?" I assured her we were on the way. “Are you trying to give me a heart attack?”

Now, before we get too far in this blog, let’s lay out my sister’s personality versus my personality:

Deb-“I want to arrive at the airport two hours before our (domestic) flight."
Dana-“I want to arrive at the gate when they announce the last boarding call.”

Deb-“We’re going to be bear watching?”
Dana-“We’re going to be bear watching!”

You get the idea. So, she was a little anxious that we didn’t get to the airport with two hours to spare; however, I thought the hour and three-quarters was plenty. Our flight left on time, despite heavy rain clouds. We had smooth sailing and no problems getting into Seattle. We arrived at 10pm and caught the shuttle to the hotel. Although my heart just about stopped when the elevator made a sudden clanking noise, the hotel was newly renovated and comfortable. We agreed to catch the 6am shuttle back to the airport, while I noted to myself to take the hotel stairs in the morning.Read more