Flight Time

It was months in the making. Shane, Carrie, and I flew out of Charlottesville Friday evening to meet Grandpa and Grandma in Orlando, Florida.

Shane helped pack his bag.

Planes were not new to Shane. Flying in one was.

It was a short hop to Dulles. We flew over our old house.

Dulles is much larger.

We rode the train repeatedly to fill time. I held Shane up and he played Superman.

In retrospect, DON'T FLY WITH CHILDREN TOO LATE AT NIGHT. Shane was too excited to sleep.

The plane didn't help either. Times have changed. I don't think they want you to sleep.

There were TV screens in the back of each chair in front of us. I turned them off, but they turned themselves back on (at least three times!). The cabin speakers were used to play the audio for several commercials (Pop-up ads in real life!). When the TVs finally stayed off, Shane tried to watch the person's TV in front of him. Then it was a kid's device (which I also had to ask him to turn the sound down on).

It was really hard to get Shane to sleep. He went down around 11:30 PM (I taught him "desk sleeping" - He put his arms and head on his tray table). Carrie asked if there were courtesy pillows or blankets, but alas. Those had gone the way of the dodo.

We arrived in Orlando at ~1:00 AM ready to sleep. Carrie was frazzled, but we made it.

The time and price were right, but next time I'll pay the premium and use extra leave.