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... much longer a given leg would be, he was a great, patient traveler.
I was surprised about Alex in several areas, ones that I had never noticed before. I have always thought of him as being polite, but I never really noticed the extent of it until this trip. As a parent, it made me very proud to see the polite, respectful manner in which he dealt with others, from old friends through to total strangers.
One of my major concerns was how to deal with ...
... how our parents' style influenced how we raise our boys, and a myriad of other things. People came trickling in over the next hour or so - another morning at Camp Kenally.
Once our boys were awake, we started the drawn-out process of packing. Something that I know I could have done in 20 minutes took us almost two hours as we visited, played, snacked, and, oh yes, occasionally packed.
Finally, at 10, it was time ...
... the hangar that is compatible with the various dataloading methods for these devices. I even loaded the flight plan in to the various boxes – one less hassles for Saturday.
I laid out all our gear, matching it against the checklist (glad I did – I forgot a critical item: our tent!), then trying to figure out how to pack it all into the plane. For such a small plane, I sure can load a lot of stuff into it. Now I ...
Days 7 & 8: 1209 miles
After a lovely lunch with Erin, Steven, and Barbara (Erin's mom), I drove to Redmond to stay the weekend with Don, Natascha, Aidan, Kane, and Skye (Wally's son and his family). It's been a good while since I've been around boys this age (6th, 4th, and 2nd grades, respectively) -- let alone three boys this age, and it takes a bit of getting used to. This process ...
... the newly built city library as well as some shopping in stores that reminded me of David Jones on steroids. The day reminded me of the nostalgic times when I was young and my Mum would take me to the city to see the latest museum exhibit as a wide eyed young boy. As the sun set over the Puget Sound (Seattle's main bay) I made my way to Safeco field where I was to attend my first game of baseball. "Take me down to the ball game, take me out with the crowd," rang in my ears as I ...