Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Gross, gross rain.

Like, super duh, it was pouring when I got to Seattle. I was feeling so smug that I decided to fly the last leg to my parents town of Bellingham. Normally it takes about 90 minutes to drive but just 24 minutes to fly...

Unless something really sinister like, um, rain happens to the airport. Seriously, rain? It's like the Denver airport going, "oh my god! Snow! Shut down now!" So I was delayed for over 2 hours due to weather complications (in which time I really could have driven here) and just sat there in the Seattle airport. So fun.

But I have arrived and about half of my clothes somehow magically got drenched from the rain while INSIDE my luggage and INSIDE a plane.

The rental car company offered me a complimentary upgrade to a Hyundai Sonota and my reply was of course, "That's not a mini-van is it?"

Tonight I sleep back in my old room, on my old twin bed, surrounded by boxes that complete the "I don't really live here in this storage room" vibe the upstairs of my parents house is decorated in.

Oh, and I am raiding all the photos in the house to put together a little slide show movie for my parents 50th wedding anniversary in a year. Gotta get a jump on these things.

5 comments:

Carolyn said...

You are the best son ever. Way to look ahead to the 50th! Plus, you're so cute and photograph so beautifully. If I had a son, I would want him to be just like you. It's so nice that you go and visit your parents...it's so "time-warp" for you but means a lot to them, I bet. I hope you took your umbrella..ella..ella..ay..ay..ay.
(sorry, my daughter loves Rianna and I have heard that song about a million times. I will never be able to say the word umbrella normally again.)

Sherri said...

And we wonder why the air travel industry is having such a hard time...

Anonymous said...

Just talked to Scott and he sent me your blog so I could see the Taco Party -- good stuff, but loved the story about the van at the Rufus W. concert...

Have fun in Bellingham -- tell your parents hello for me. I would absolutely KILL for 3 days of rain...

x Leesie

Jim said...

You don't have to kill. You just have to fly.

Lewis said...

I think I should tie you up, bring you here to my house in Portland, and make you spend the rainy months with hubby and me......I swear you'll like it by next June!