Saturday: In Which We Fly Home
Feb. 26th, 2022 11:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
walkitoutNo parks today! I mean, we could have, and one of the families with us was seriously thinking about it, as their flight to the west coast left pretty late. HOWEVER, I successfully convinced them it was a bad idea to exhaust themselves and then get on a transcon. Even with good seats, that is just a bad plan when you are middle-aged, never mind that one of them has attained an age that is after my decade.
It turns out that we were on the same flight as the other family that flies out of Boston, so M (dad) swapped with A (my daughter) so the daughters could hang out, and the dads could chat. It was very nice. R. and I both got red wine on the plane. It was Montenero (sp?) and it was very drinkable.
No particular delays or other hiccups. It was a smooth end to a delightful trip, and everyone is game for trying to do it again some time, which is always a good sign that things really went well.
While we were having lunch at the food court at MCO, we saw the same woman who was so friendly with the kids, telling Dad Jokes, etc. It was nice to see a familiar face! The gate was super crowded, because another flight in that terminal was very delayed; they cheered when their replacement flight crew arrived.
I power-skimmed the first 40% of Ruta Sepetys _Between Shades of Grey_, about the 1941 arrest of a Lithuanian family and others, deporting them to work on a collective farm in Siberia (?). It is relentless, detailed oppression, including a newborn baby dying, an attempted suicide that results in significant injury, and a girl being shot in the head. I’m really unclear on why I’m reading this, so I may stop. It’s hard to like this family, because it’s 1941, and while they are being oppressed by the Russian Stalinists, they are hoping to be rescued (somewhat vaguely) by The World / Germany, which, you know, doesn’t make them look particularly good. Altho the parallels to the current moment are very interesting.
It turns out that we were on the same flight as the other family that flies out of Boston, so M (dad) swapped with A (my daughter) so the daughters could hang out, and the dads could chat. It was very nice. R. and I both got red wine on the plane. It was Montenero (sp?) and it was very drinkable.
No particular delays or other hiccups. It was a smooth end to a delightful trip, and everyone is game for trying to do it again some time, which is always a good sign that things really went well.
While we were having lunch at the food court at MCO, we saw the same woman who was so friendly with the kids, telling Dad Jokes, etc. It was nice to see a familiar face! The gate was super crowded, because another flight in that terminal was very delayed; they cheered when their replacement flight crew arrived.
I power-skimmed the first 40% of Ruta Sepetys _Between Shades of Grey_, about the 1941 arrest of a Lithuanian family and others, deporting them to work on a collective farm in Siberia (?). It is relentless, detailed oppression, including a newborn baby dying, an attempted suicide that results in significant injury, and a girl being shot in the head. I’m really unclear on why I’m reading this, so I may stop. It’s hard to like this family, because it’s 1941, and while they are being oppressed by the Russian Stalinists, they are hoping to be rescued (somewhat vaguely) by The World / Germany, which, you know, doesn’t make them look particularly good. Altho the parallels to the current moment are very interesting.