So, as most of you know, Nick is back in Seattle for a while for work. I did go out with him last week. It was so much fun…although it was a very interesting trip.
We flew from Huntsville to Charlotte, North Carolina, (wrong direction I know). After boarding the plane here, the pilot came on and said Charlotte had announced a ground stop for us and we would be delayed 20 minutes…great 20 minutes of sitting on a hot, stuffy plane. We did arrive in Charlotte pretty close to on time. I, however, did get a rather large amount of attention at the airport in Charlotte. The people there were facinated by my boot (the roller boot I have to wear again for my left ankle). They were all quite amazed at how easily I could move around in it…the moving walkways helped. After boarding the plane in Charlotte we headed out to the runway. Once again the pilot came on. Apparently, we were the only plane out on that long runway (he said we needed it because we were going all the way to Seattle)…and there was a line of storms directly over us…so we would have to wait…again. Shortly after this announcement I began to notice something pouring out the luggage bins and air jets. I asked Nick what he thought it was and, after thinking for a minute he said…”it’s raining outside” duh…hot air and cold air. Right about the time I went back to reading my magazine other people began to notice this strange mist. So, the flight attendant came on the speaker and said “what you are seeing is the cold air meeting the hot air…smoke has a smell.” You could tell, just by the tone of her voice, that she really wanted to say “duh” at the end of her sentence, but she held back. Once it the air, we noticed that this was going to be a much bumpier flight than before. Apparently not everyone realizes that when the flight attendents won’t walk around the plane you probably shouldn’t either. There was one person standing in the aisle, just chatting away as she held on for dear life. The flight attendant got on the intercom and told her to sit down…she didn’t…but the entire plane did stare at her for a really long time. The landing in Seattle was less then smooth…we came in a little fast and had to use the brakes…and reverse thrust…a lot…even Nick thought it was a lot…and that is saying something.
After getting our luggage and car we got back to the hotel around 11:30pm. The first thing we noticed: the room smelled. Number two: the phone didn’t work. So, Nick headed to the front desk to complain. The person there told him it was a problem the entire hotel was having and it would be corrected in the morning. The next day we went shopping and to a Mariner’s game. After that, we headed back to the hotel to clean and see if the phone worked. It didn’t and neither did the internet. Well, this is the way things went with the hotel for the next several days. Every night Nick would, and I mean this literally, hit the phone until it worked and then use it to spend an hour on the phone with the internet people getting it working again. Both so I could use it the next day and he could try to get some work done. Not a very productive way of doing things. On Friday we switched hotels. The new one is clean and has internet (and a phone) that acutally works. It is amazing.
While Nick was working I did manage to keep myself busy. I went into where I used to work one day for lunch and had a great time catching up with everyone. Nick and I then met one of the girls for lunch on Friday. I also saw my doctor out there and got my ankle checked (the doctor here wanted me to follow up with my ob…yeah right) and a cortisone injection in my shoulder (the ortho here doesn’t treat pregnant women).
Overall, we had a good time. We got back yesterday around 11pm and Nick left here again today around 3:30pm (he didn’t want me flying by myself). He was supposed to be back in Seattle by 8pm, but now it is looking more like 9pm or later. Well…I think that is about it. I am sure I didn’t cover everything, I probably only touched on a little bit. I would’ve stayed longer, but the ob insisted I come back now, he did want me to go, but he didn’t want me gone for too long.