In between all my catnapping, I actually had fun seeing things (like the full moon peeking at me right now as I write). From Cincinnati I sat over the wing and took these pictures while wondering: How in the world can those little flaps in the big sky slow down such a speeding bullet! My mom always worried about a plane lifting off the ground; if I worried, it'd be about how to slow that chunk of metal down fast enough to get it to stop shortly after landing!
On that 8-hour flight I had two delightful seatmates who are sisters, Helen and Frannie, aged 83 and 81. Frannie took some kind of medication before boarding and by the time we ate breakfast, she was downright floppy and out of it. I wasn't really supposed to be sitting with them but I had changed seats with a guy so he could sit with his friend. I think it was "providential" because I had to use all my assisted-living skills. In the end, it worked out well but there were a few minutes there when I wasn't so sure.


Just before boarding the plane to Hannover, there was more magic as 14-month-old Jimidas attempted putting on his headphones for a listen. After asking permission of his mom, I snapped away. It was worth the whole trip!
What a magical day when you watch and listen! When Helen saw the full moon last night she said, "And the man's in it, too!" Full-moon magic. My suitcase even made it the entire way, checked from Milwaukee to Atlanta to Cincinnati to Paris to Hannover. What a nice way to come back to Home Sweet Home-Away-From-Home!
(Tomorrow I'll work on The Wedding post--more magic!)
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