Heading back to the states for our US tour we took a pit stop in New Jersey. Just to check-in, make sure our affairs were straight, and for our daughters 3rd Birthday Party. No, she did not turn 3 but, it was her 3rd party this year for her 4th Birthday. What a life! Our last-minute attempt to persuade her to Spain before returning home was to know avail – she wanted Jersey. And with business class seats on the way back from Europe she had nothing to complain about. Up for 20 hours (because of the time difference) minus a 15-minute cat nap she remained a trooper. Home in bed at 7:30 PM and slept till 7:00 AM, back on the new time zone, that is what I call a professional traveler.
Touching down Newark, stuck in traffic on the turnpike with a view of the oil refineries with smells to match, my thoughts could not help but meander to more serene sites from our travels and from the mouth of the babe an enthusiastic proclamation, “I love New Jersey”. In theory yes, it was great for her to see her friends and her family and share in birthday crafts and ice cream but, in talking to her she is not ready, and neither are we, to end our travels. So off we head to head to California after only a one-week stopover on the east coast. The next local only has a 3 hour time difference.
Per a request prior to our flight we googled cockpit and learned about how pilots steer planes. Prior to take off we literally ran into the pilot coming out of the loo. Upon a brief intro the next thing I know our gal was sitting in his seat taking in the sites. Exciting for her and me both! Talk about creating her destiny, this girl has it down!
Living Wherever We Are 