Chicago

I drove down to the Minneapolis airport right after school on Friday. It was interesting to be traveling by myself again – a mix of feelings. I enjoyed taking it all in, thought about the last two years when it was all common practice, and partially wished I had someone to travel with.

I spent the night in Chicago at the airport hotel there. It was wonderful, because I just had to walk through the underground tunnel, and I was there – none of that waiting for a shuttle in the middle of the night nonsense. I was impressed! The room itself was pretty ordinary, but I didn’t hear a single plane the whole night… incredible. Here’s a picture to give you an idea of just how close I was to the runway! I snapped these from my hotel window.

It was good to get a little rest before getting on my next flight yesterday morning. I had to fly through Seattle and then finally made it up to Anchorage, where Bill was waiting for me, around 2:45. We stopped for a little lunch and then made the 5ish hour drive to Valdez. Looking forward to sharing more pictures this week… and wishing you all could be here with us!