Travel days that involve hours in airports and on planes always feel like a gift to me. Even if I'm working, the time feels carefree and relaxed (except for those moments getting through the security). Today we left Menlo Park at dawn, and arrived in Anchorage about 6:30 p.m., with hours of sunlight left to enjoy. In between, we had a two-hour flight to Seattle, four hours there, and about three and a half hours on the flight to Anchorage. I spent much of it reading the materials that Antioch provided about the MFA program, trying to wrap my head around what it will mean to be a student in earnest. Bottom line: it will mean a lot of work! But fun, too (I am promising myself).
Looking west from the train that runs from the rental car dropoff to the airport terminals -- morning fog over the hills.
Both San Francisco and Seattle airports have artwork; here is a charming creature from a Seattle pottery display ["Treasure Island" by Cappy Thompson and Dick Weiss].
Thanks for coming along on this trip to California! Thanks to Joe Lazio (expert on many things) and Cathy White (queen of bird identification), and everyone who has shared their California experiences and memories. Special thanks to everyone who hosted us, and went out of their way to meet us for a meal -- we are looking forward to seeing you again soon.
Next up -- Seattle in May. See you then!