My Visit to Madison
I’ve been home for three days now, and I’m still recuperating. In fact, I haven’t even unpacked my bag yet - although I plan to get to it today.
The trip home was long, but uneventful. I left for the airport at 6:15am (CT) and discovered my flight out of Madison was delayed an hour due to ‘maintenance issues’. I was glad to have a long layover in Minneapolis so I wouldn’t miss my connecting flight. Quite a few people had to be re-booked or re-routed.
Brandon drove with me to the airport in the rental car. The original plan was for me to take myself to the airport, but the night before he worked it out that he could drive with me and then have his friend John pick him up later. I’m so glad he went, as I would have certainly missed the last turn for the airport! We shared a bagel and coffee, before I had to say goodbye to him and make my way to my gate. It’s so hard to say goodbye to my kids, knowing it could be a year or more before I see them again.
My flight out of Seattle was also a little late, so I didn’t get into Fairbanks until 9:30pm. It was so good to see Steve waiting for me when I came down the stairs. It was also snowing - big, fat, fluffy flakes. It was quite beautiful as the flakes slowly drifted downward; much different than the sideways-blowing snow of Madison. While it was only 1F above zero, it felt much warmer than WI because there was no wind. I wish my kids lived in Alaska with me.
Here are a few photos I took from the plane:
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When I arrived in Madison, Chris and Brandon were waiting at the bottom of the stairs for me. Their friend John had driven them to the airport, which we were all so thankful for - considering it was after midnight when I finally arrived. I picked up my rental car - a tiny red Chevy Aveo which was quite small, but also comfortable - and we drove back to the kids’ place.
When we got home, Becky was still up and waiting for us, even though she had to get up for work a few hours later. We all stayed up for another hour chatting before heading to bed.
The next day, while Becky was at work, I took the boys to the grocery store and filled their fridge and cupboards with food. I planned out meals for them while I was in town, and looked forward to cooking for them. (This is not something I want Steve to know about - as I rarely do the cooking at home! *laughs*) The funny thing is that the kids told me they usually graze and aren’t usually very hungry, but everytime I prepared a meal, they sure enjoyed it! I think the issue is that they don’t like to cook, and therefore grab the easiest thing to prepare.




