Strangers on a Plane

We are home now.  I found my SPF lip balm.  It was on the coffee table.

And we are back just in time- it is supposed to snow tomorrow!

You know who else would be excited about the snow?  Powder.

Powder is the polar bear that graced the wing of our plane this afternoon.  Much better than Joe-Bob the badger, imho.  (Though the flight crew might not have concurred- they did not introduce him during the safety announcement this time; I had to google it when I got home.)

It was an interesting plane flight today all around.  First of all, did you know that Stroopwafels are available for purchase as part of Frontier's "Breakfast on the Fly" offering?  Regular readers of this blog* already know about the international delicacy that is the Stroopwafel.

There was also quite the interesting cast of characters** onboard with us.

• A girl (approximately 13 years old?) carried on three stuffed animals, all cats.  This seemed like a rather liberal interpretation of either the one personal item rule or the therapy animal rule.
• The guy in the window seat of our row started mumbling to me towards the end of the flight, which I did not notice initially because my eyes were close and my earbuds were in.  He wanted us to get up so he could go sit by his friend.  "This way you girls can have more room," he mumbled (I think).  His friend was sitting a few rows ahead, in a window seat, with no one in his middle or aisle.  This was very nice of the guy to offer but why did he wait until the captain announced we were beginning our descent to do so?
• My favorite was the man sitting two rows behind us, who, prior to takeoff, asked the flight attendant if she was the one who made the landing announcement.  He explained that he would like her to say "we will be landing shortly" rather than "we will be on the ground shortly" because there are many ways to reach the ground, and not knowing if the plane was going to use 'landing' to do so gives him anxiety.

These are real people.

Then again, I seriously considered asking the flight attendant for one of the Frontier trading cards***, so maybe I should reign in on the judging a little bit.

Most importantly, the flight got us home safely, on time, and with our luggage, and for that I am of course grateful.  Flying is wonderful and vacations are wonderful, but home is wonderful too.  

*Hi Mom!

**Speaking of interesting cast of characters, our book club selection for this month was The Murder of Roger Ackroyd, by Agatha Christie.  I finished it yesterday- as Emily pointed out, a new record for days reading was completed in advance of actual book club meeting date- and it was really good.  Check it out.

***They are probably intended for children but age was not specified in the seat-back booklet which advertised the cards' existence.