Monday, January 17, 2011
Home: Calgary, Alberta, Canada
Cold today, still in the -20 area. Not enough to feel terrible but enough to want it to be just a little warmer. In Canmore, about 100 km to the west, it’s 3 above. That’s the kind of strange weather we get, thanks to being close to the mountains.
But enough about the weather.
I’m back at the airport, dropping off this time.
It’s dead here!
We have a very pleasant airport and I can calmly sit here typing, enjoying my coffee, while I wait for confirmation that the plane boarding went fine, or that the plane took off. Either will do.
And then home through the dark cold night and into a nice warm bed. Even though all I’ve done is drive up here and back, I feel a bit virtuous thanks to having been out, if only for a quick moment, in that bracing winter air.
Saw a guy with golf clubs in the elevator as we arrived at the airport. He had a golf shirt on, no jacket. Was headed towards the parkade. Silly man. It may have been hot in Palm Springs when you got on the plane, but you can’t bring it with you, Sunshine.
jill