Day 242

On Christmas Eve my cousin Jen drove me to Detroit to catch my flight to Kansas City. These pictures were taken during the idyllic time before I'd gotten on what would turn out to be the last flight into Kansas City before they cancelled everything due to the sleet storm/blizzard that rolled in just before I arrived.

At this point, I'm still enjoying the chance to read one of my favorite birthday presents.



I'm still boggling at just how bright this airline makes their planes.


I'm still doing breathing exercises, trying not to think about the fact that I'm shortly going to be boarding a similar plane, still praying that we won't all plummet to a fiery, smooshy death--and that my baggage will arive safely.



And I'm still in a good enough mood to be wildly amused by these two--both by their sartorial choices and by the fact that no one else seemed to notice anything out of the ordinary about them.



It was a good time.