Today we had our first airplane trip with Tyler. Destination: San Diego. We arrived around 9 am to sunny skies and the smell of grass, flowers, trees, the sea... Quite a change from the blizzard-like conditions we left in Montana. Once we arrived at Nana and Papie's condo, we spent the day with Nana and Papie, my Aunt Veronica and Uncle Tom, Cousin Alex and his wife Micki (all from Huntington Beach), and Nico. We had a great day and then us kids (me, Scott, Nico, Alex, and Micki) went to JRDN for a delicious dinner as the sun set on the Pacific. Nana and Papie babysat a sleeping Tyler.
Speaking of the little guy, he was a champ on the airplane. Only a couple of peeps on each flight, and once he got a hold of the bottle, happy as a clam. The worst part of the trip was from Kalispell to Salt Lake when the woman in front of us had a screeching dog under her seat. The dog was whining so loudly it sounded almost human. After 20 minutes of this ruckus, I noticed the dog was suddenly sitting in the woman's lap (last time I checked, the animal must remain in the airline-approved carrier at all times, lady!) Turns out, this dog was so distressed he literally clawed his way out of the canvas carrier. She had to hold him for the duration of the flight. Now I thought this dog was a bit large for traveling in the cabin (20 pound limit, lady!), and my thoughts were verified when we saw Fido walking around the Salt Lake airport. The poor pooch must have been crammed in the crate because he was taller than the carrier and probably weighed a good 30 pounds. No wonder he was upset!
All in all we had a great trip here and are looking forward to spending the week with more family.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
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