Pre-Flight Ramblings

Well, I have neglected this poor, starving blog. Even this entry will be nothing more meaty than 'giving a dog a bone.' :o)

It is Monday morning, 7am. This time tomorrow I will be sitting in a First Class seat on Alaska Airlines, waiting to taxi off the runway. Yes, FC. My many miles accumulated from my travels 4/5 years ago merited me enough miles to trade miles for a ticket to Europe, for free. Btwn Juneau and Seattle it got me on FC. On British Airways, it got me a Business Class flight that would have cost me over (this is no exaggeration) $10,000 btwn Seattle and Rome. So, I will be flying in luxury for the first (and most likely the last) time ever. No being packed in like a pickle in a jar for 11+ hours on the flight to London. I plan on actually getting some sleep. I plan on trying not to look or act too much like I "don't belong" in that part o'the plane. If there is a "Which fork is this?" test, I will fail miserably.

This past weekend, we had a very late season snow storm. I was in major fret mode for 2 whole days, wondering if it would end up cancelling flights. It did not. Beckee and I did during the Fret make contingency plans for me arriving 24 hours later than planned. It really was awful to contemplate, but ya gotta look at all those 'what ifs' if the situation calls for it. I would have missed going to the Colosseum, but would have been there in time to catch our 11am train (I bought the tiks online already :o) to Venice on Friday.

I counted on my fingers the other day and realized it is taking me literally 24 hours to get from Juneau to Rome.

PLEASE, let me be able to sleep, this time. amen.

Arrividerci....Hopefully I will have some interesting things to say when I get back (for a change :o)

Ciao and Salute!
Laurie