Every direction, the clouds were different this morning.
About a week ago, Suzi and I dropped Melissa off at the airport. Normally, I park on the fourth floor of short term parking because that is the skybridge floor. As I got off the ramp, I noticed the sign said one parking space was available. What?! There was a car ahead of me, too.
I dropped Suzi and Melissa off at the skybridge and looked for the ramp to go up another couple of floors. Parking above the skybridge, I saw a different view than I normally see.
Mmm… I like it! :-)
I showed up early for my flight home tonight and the flight was delayed. Balance in the universe is maintained.
What are the odds that I would find someone I know in the SMF airport? You’re right — zero. But it didn’t stop me from trying.
In my search, I walked by a shop selling GoPro Hero cameras. It inspired me to live an action-filled life worthy of an “activity image capture” camera. Hence, the shot above.
Finally, a pro-tip for you: when taking self-portraits in an airport, it’s probably best to cover the flashing indicator that suggests a countdown timer. Just sayin’…1No, I didn’t get to meet the TSA, but as I was sitting at the end of terminal B with my camera propped on the window sill facing the length of the terminal and blinking like crazy, I was wondering how long before I was tackled to the ground and hauled away. For all subsequent selfies, I put the camera a little lower and angled away from other people. No tackles!
I hope your evening has been as
action-filled relaxing as mine.
I arrived at SMF with too much time on my hands and a camera. Problem solved.
My flight home tonight left as the sun was setting. Unfortunately, I sat on the wrong side to photograph the colors. I snapped this shot before planing.1Planing would be the opposite of deplaning, right? ;-)
I’m working from home this morning; a window installer is coming by to give me a quote on replacing a window. My morning white mocha was still calling me, though, so I rode my bike to Starbucks and sat in a chair outside to enjoy my drink.
On the way home, I saw this view across the Hillsboro airport to Portland’s West hills.
I’m at the PDX airport, waiting for my flight. Yet, I’m online, using my laptop, completely unwired. Too cool.