Getting Home

We’d purchased the transfer package from HAL (Holland America Line), so felt confident there’d be no issues, nothing to worry about getting onto our plane for Seattle, then Spokane. HA!

It all started with when we could get off the ship. We were supposed to leave at 8 am, but didn’t get our “call” until 8:40 am. Getting nervous, because our plane was leaving at 11:15 am. Once off we were directed into very long lines and waited again. Getting more nervous. Finally got on a bus after 9 am. The driver, as we gets going, explains that it takes a couple hours to get to the airport. He liked to joke a lot so I was hoping that was a joke. He even had to stop the bus in a nearby parking lot so a lady could come on to let us know the airport protocol. Finally, we are at the airport, running to our kiosk. We’d been told prior to our trip that we would have to use a kiosk to get our boarding passes. We finally got to what looked like our kiosk, but it didn’t work. Went to the desk (where people check in their luggage), waiting in a line. We found out that this was the wrong place. Our plane was “Westjet” using Delta Connection. We’d stopped at Westjet, had to go on to Delta. At the desk there the young man spent a lot of time struggling to get our boarding passes. Oh, he started with, did we have any luggage to check, because if so we were too late. Wow, was I glad we didn’t. We were desperate to get to a toilet, so we found a moment shortly before he got our passes. I think it was 10:20 am when he did. Now we had 2 sets of Customs (Canadian and US) to get through and their airport security.

They have kiosks where we can scan our passports and smile for a photo (Canadian), the US just looked at our passports. In the line for airport security we noted our concerns and a couple people let us get ahead of them and even helped us with what the Canadian security needed (shoes off but not separate electronics). Wouldn’t you know the gate for our plane was really far away from security, but at least no trains. We got to our gate after 11 am (remember the plane was leaving at 11:15. They called our “number” just as we arrived. Whew!!! Apparently another plane had to wait on the taxi lane before it could use this gate to disembark its passengers, so our plane was forced to wait. You can imagine our relief when we got into our seats! We even got to sit together. Interestingly, no food or beverages, because, I’m sure, it was a short flight to Seattle. Thank heavens we’d brought snacks with us.

We didn’t have too far to get to our gate in Seattle and made that flight fine. Also, no food or beverages on our way to Spokane. Ah, we got off the plane and Justin soon picked us up.

So nice to be home at 3:00 pm, with time to get things plunked down at home and shop for some food. Home Sweet Home.

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About Patricia Elser

I've always loved the loose, flowing, transparent look of watercolors, of Chinese paintings and their calligraphy, but alas, no watercolor classes were available when I was in school, so that interest remained buried until my children were grown. Even then, I was afraid that I couldn't really paint, so upon my sister's advice, I actually started to take classes. I signed up for every class available, determined to learn no matter how afraid I was. I came upon a teacher, Stan Miller, who inspired me, who opened the door to success in watercolor. I love to look at beautiful images. I want to capture them forever. All my life, photography was how I gathered images of the beauty I saw. Thanks to all that photography, I enjoy composing pictures, especially up close. Watercolors allow me to add more of me in their translation of that beauty. My paintings reflect my love for music and dance, with their rhythm and flow. I am fascinated by the play of light, so it appears in my pictures as drama for they are filled with darks and lights. Maybe it's the challenge, maybe it's the beauty, but now, when a work comes together, it fills my soul.
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