Out Trip Back to Colorado

Going back to Colorado was an adventure. First, we had to get all our bags from the place we stayed at 31st and Park into the SuperShuttle that we had reserved to take us to the airport. We had tons of luggage since this trip included the Lake Placid skating competition: skates, competition clothes, rollerblades, a tape recorder, and lots of other things.

Then, we drove all around the streets of New York for about an hour to pick others up in bumper to bumper traffic, but finally reached the La Guardia Airport. The place was mobbed and we had tons of luggage to move around. We got in the wrong line with all our stuff at first (that link had about 200 people in it) and we did move to the shorter line that took "E" ticket reservations after waiting in the wrong line for about 30 minutes. Moving the stuff was really hard since we had about 16 pieces to move! One man took pity on us and helped move the two heaviest bags.

Dan was great. Who would have thought he could have moved the stuff at all?

Finally, we checked in and the baggage people even made us move the bags to be checked to the x-ray area. We were glad to have a lighter load after that and went towards our gate. There we had to go through the area that searches each passenger and luggage. We were very glad to make it through with all pieces passing inspection. The idea of going back to the check-in area was NOT appealing.

We found our gate, got some food (another long line and an expensive venture) and waited and then boarded the plane. Were we glad to be sitting down!

The flight was nice. We saw a movie (Shrek the 3rd) and rested. We arrived to a peaceful Dallas Airport and had a short walk to a new gate. The only thing that went wrong was that Annabelle left her pillow on the plane from New York, but we were able to get back on the plane and get the pillow. Once we got on the plane in Dallas and headed for Colorado Springs, things felt calm. The flight was not long. When we left the plane we were shocked to enter an empty and quiet terminal. We got our baggage without worrying about someone stealing it from under our noses and our friend Larisa Gendernalik picked us up and took us home. The only challenge we had was fitting all our baggage in her car.

Home felt good and yes, trips like ths make us realize that there is no place like home.