On Wednesday, almost a week ago, we flew into Salt Lake. Even under the best of circumstances flying with children is hard. It tries the patience of even the best of parents. Luckily for us it went pretty well. Fiona, true to form, was very active and loathe to sleep during our travel, not being her familiar crib. We had to fly to Atlanta first which is really frustrating since it doesn't actually get us any closer to our destination, only more South. So after 4 or 5 hours of traveling we were still no closer than we were in Charlotte. It was as though our trip was just beginning. Both of the kids did wonderfully as we tried to keep them constantly entertained. Fiona was the most difficult since she doesn't have her own seat, she refuses to sleep, she can't color, watch anything for an extended period of time etc... Things that always work: food. Timm crushed the delicious hard buttery cookies they give you and spoon fed them to her. AS you can see, she was delighted.
Bella was a great sport throughout the whole day and was rewarded with a visit to the cockpit of our first flight. I'm not sure she actually looked around once she was there as she was posed for the picture and quickly ushered out. At least she can study the details retrospectively in the photo.
This was a huge mural in the Charlotte airport that I had never seen before. I loved it! It was right up my alley- a beautifully painted pastoral scene, layered and collaged with numbers, texture and the like. It was in two parts, and super long! It was positioned right under the moving walkway and I snapped these pictures between passengers.
It reminded me of Shell, thinking she would appreciate the art. All in all, the trip was better than I thought it would be, but I did have Timm's assistance and two fairly happy girls. The trip back will be more complicated...
Updates of the trip to come.
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