Well, I only finished a big group of DVDs for Susan Barnes two nights before leaving. While moving my friend Damon Taylor’s T.V. out of my place, he loaned it to me, to another friends house I smelled coolant and thought to pull over. This was only to find my Ford Escort and burst a seal or clogged a thermostat hole somewhere and was spraying coolant out all over the engine block 🙁 So I had to refill it and make it 20 miles back home, load up the kitchen table (the last of big items to go) and then rush 6 miles to my office to store things. Puddles of coolant followed me all the way, but the car made it fine. Sorry to Eric who just bought the car off me when it worked fine 🙁 Now set back 4 hours I needed to sleep so when I got up at 6 a.m. I would be able to move the remaining furniture to Goodwill and load the car, drive to St. Louis, and take a 21 hour flight without feeling I was dead. I can’t sleep on planes, to uncomfortable and noisy. So, I pretty much left my house a disaster with a bunch of things still there and asked my sister to take care of it because, I couldn’t.
I also had to leave a big piece of luggage out because we exceeded the maximum weight allocated for 2.5 people. But, we made it. A Plymouth Acclaim full of 4 large suitcases, 3 carryons, 3 grown people, and a two year old is quit something. Love that car. And now I’m moved to China for better or worse 🙂
I have some in flight pictures for you guys, it is kind of interesting. I know some people think air plane window photos are lame, but they can just not read ahead. These were all take with a point and shoot, Lumix LX3.
These are pictures of clouds over the Midwest when we first left. Being there is more impressive because everything has this 3-D look to it and you get to see clouds both above and below you, which some might say is unreal. I would love to take a 3-D rig way up at 3000+ feet and do some awesome video.
Rayne really handled things well. On our way to St. Paul she just slept the whole time, and then when we landed she played around for a couple hours. On the way to Seattle she was a bit bored, but patient and seemed to not mind the change in cabin pressure of anything.
There was a lot to look at in the West. The man sitting next to us was really friendly and told us all about the regions underneath us. He was from Seattle and had just moved to Minneapolis. He was a grandfather and he enjoyed Rayne’s company and I enjoyed the tour.
He also helped us to make our next flight because we landed right when we were supposed to board our next flight, stupid Delta. Sea-Tac is a large airport, it has a metro just to get from terminal to terminal, so we really thought we had to rush. He yelped yell and move people out of the aisle so we could get off in a good amount of time. Luckily our flight was not that far away, so no worries. But still, thank you to whoever you are.
The most interesting thing about flying over states such as Wyoming, Nebraska, and Idaho is how empty they are. I mean, you look down and there are just these large hills, dirt roads, and few shiny metal roofs of barns and people spread out over miles. It is amazing that there are people everywhere but also how they can be so isolated. It really impressed me because these people are Americans just like me, but their way of living must be so completely different. Another really beautiful sight was the island and inlets along the edge of Washington and Seattle which stretch up to to British Columbia. The world because a deep blue ocean with black land masses, cold and lonely looking islands with nothing on them. Salt water surrounded havens to those who are tough enough!!! Okay, now I’m feeding my man ego, but these places look really serene and interesting. I guess I am a cold weather, gloomy guy because it looked like heaven to me. Screw the Bahamas. It was very hard to capture this on camera, too dark and murky. Here is what might be Mt. Washington or Olympia, or Rainer, or someone might now and post a idea.
The most interesting, and long part, of the flight was the perpetual sunset. It was really impossible to capture this illusion on film because it was murky, long, and even my own eyes were unsure. We left Seattle at dusk, but we flew just about straight West. So the sun never really set. I think for about half an hour it was just a glowing crescent on the edge of the horizon, the sky shown stars, but soon it began to rise again. The world was orange and pink with the blinding parallel beams of the sun shooing straight at our plane. For the next 10 hours it was like this, a sun rise that never rose, a sunset that last for half a day. Alaska and Russia were below us, so when you looked down there were masses of snowy looking ice that might have been clouds, I kept squinting to try and discern which one it was but I always came up with two conclusions each time. Also dark, jutting mountains with snow lined basins poked out from the ambiguous sea/land mass. This stretched on and on with no clear distinction between the different places and it was a real pleasure to witness. The luminance of the whole thing shifted constantly so that the only good pictures are at bright moments when the whole world was pink.
I hope my prose helps make this picture better, because it sucks. After this long sunrise/sunset, we turn south in Russia to go between some large mountain ranges dividing China from Russia. When we do this, the sun continues to move, now setting and setting us into a 3-4 hour dark. When we land in Beijing it is 11 p.m., just 4 hours after we left Seattle, but 13 hours of flying time.
Enjoy the typos,