Flight to Stiletto
4:30am, out of bed, into the shower, out to the street and into a cab (first time ever, but it was dark and cold) to the BART station, off Bart and on to the airport shuttle, get to Oakland Airport at 6am and the security line stretches around the luggage carousels and back. Plotnik took a picture of this girl's Christmas slippers, after reminding her it wasn't even Thanksgiving yet, and she said "I don't care. I love Christmas."
The cabbie was probably from Pakistan. When Plotnik told him they were flying to LA to see Plottie's 96 year old mom, the cabbie said: "Oh. This is good. You must take every advantage to see her as often as you are able." Which hits it right on the head.
Golden Gate Bridge.
Treasure Island and Bay Bridge.
The Sunset District and the ocean.
And now we're here. It's time to drive Mummy P. to the beauty shop so she can be ready for tomorrow at The Hotel Schmeckl. Only 28 this year for Thanksgiving -- small for this crowd.
posted by DAK @ 10:15 AM
5 Comments:
Can't wait to see you all!
Everybody's so wound up about the pat downs and backscatter x-ray - yet the TSA does nothing about Hello Kitty slippers. I'm writing my congressperson today.
Missing you and all of the Great Plotnik family. In your honor made your Yummy Asian PIckles to have on our Thanksgiving table. Thoughts of Duck as I put candied pecans on our Sweet Potatoes.
A quiet Turkey day in Seattle, just 4 of us this year!
Please share hugs from me to all at The Hotel Schmeckl!!!!
I get first dibs on your turkey as you cut and directing traffic away from your cutting board as I eat before anyone else gets to taste. The mystery lady
Enjoy ~ we need stories!
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