The last few days we have been preparing for the trip back to Florida to close up some loose ends. Dad and I have been working the whole week to prepare the house before leaving. Luckily, My wonderful neighbors are checking on my place daily.
I decided to fly back on the red eye in Anchorage and Dad wanted to drive back with Gandie and Suzy. Me and Taco flew Alaska Airlines. Which by the way, is the best airlines I have ever flown. If you are going to fly in strong winds, snow, ice, etc. they are your airlines. I sprung a little extra for a premium seat which means I get more leg room and I get to board the plane sooner, right after first class and military. Not only do I get those perks, but I get free alcohol to drink! For someone who hasn’t flown on an airplane since 2005 and extremely nervous a vodka ginger or two made a real difference from starting off thinking we are all going to die a cold, snowy, fiery death to calm laughing and enjoying my airbus ride with a nice older gentlemen that kept my mind off of dying. Inflight snack was a cute little box of organic goodies that consists of a fig cake, gummy bears, almonds. Of course, I swallowed it down with a few vodka gingers. I was feeling good about flying at this point. This entire time Taco was sitting in my lap sleeping. He was very nervous and wouldn’t drink water or eat a treat but stayed calm the whole way.
When we landed in Portland, Taco walked off the plane like a pro. We walked to the dog restroom to see if he needed to go. No go. He smelled all the dogs that peed there and he just couldn’t do it. I felt so bad for him. So, we walked to our next gate and hung out the 50 minutes until we were able to board. We boarded and took our seat. Still having a bit of a buzz, I was ready for the next leg of the flight. This time I was able to order food. First I got my little box of organic snacks and a double vodka. Then a bit later food was served and I ordered the cheese and fruit platter. It was really good! I ate every bit of it. Still, Taco wouldn’t eat even when offering him some apple and cheese. Two things he would normally eat in a heartbeat.
Bathroom breaks on an airplane with Taco are interesting. If you could picture it, I am holding Taco like a baby being burped and walking to the head. So, then I have to put Taco down in this tiny coffin sized room just to go potty. Then, flush (which scares Taco), wash hands, pick up Taco and walk back to our seat, get comfortable and seat belt. All this time my phone isn’t updating due to the fact that I have no service. I have no idea where we were and how much longer. The men that I was sandwiched in the middle of didn’t want to be bothered so I felt that I was trapped by the unknown. So I finished my drink and tried to take a nap. Just about that time we started our decent into Orlando. Thank God!
What I am guessing is about 45 minutes before we landed. Then, touchdown! I text my beat friend Tammy and she told me to text her when I get my luggage. So, I hight tail it to the tram, get on, get off, and race down the escalator to the baggage claim. About 5 minutes later luggage is starting coming out in the conveyor belt. I see mine and run and get it. Then I text Tammy and she is on her way from the cell lot. Taco and I jump into the vehicle with the help of Tammy and we were off to Suwannee County!
Taco was still freaked out and took a well needed calm nap in the back seat and I was slowly fading. My body was aching from all the stress of flying and sitting for so long. It was so nice to get back to the hood. Taco just was happy to be free from a leash and me. He was able to run around and finally go to the bathroom. It was like he had to pee forever. When we finally went inside he was just a little shell of himself. He wouldn’t eat anything and just wanting to sleep. A little later we went to our friend Jan’s house to see the gang. It was so great to see everyone!
We got back to the house and I laid in bed watching a show on my iPad and I was falling asleep dropping the iPad on my chest. It was 9:30 pm Florida time. I was sleeping good when I received a phone call that woke me up too abruptly. I was disoriented and didn’t know where I was and what time it could be. I had an older washing machine for free on Craigslist and it was a woman calling about it. I’m still on Alaska time but hadn’t slept for 24 hours so I could’t speak or think. I told here to text me her name and I would get back with her when I woke up on Florida time. I was so disoriented that threw the covers and pillows off the bed trying to figure out where I was. Now after the fact it’s pretty funny.
Yesterday, Tammy and I went to town to run some errands. I needed to go to Walmart for some things, we ate blacked fish tacos at Beef o Brady’s then to the liquor store, and last Publix. I forgot how inexpensive food is here I looked like a tourist in my old town. As we marked things off our list it started raining and the temperature went from 77 to 53 by the time we got back to the house. We got home around 5 pm and took it easy. Tammy said I brought the weather with me when I left Alaska. I wasn’t feeling like going to bed since I am still 4 hours behind on Alaska time. Tammy wanted to stay up with me and so she did. This morning she is suffering from lack of sleep. Me on the other had a full nights sleep on my Alaska time schedule. Went to bed at 2 am Florida/10 pm Alaska and woke up at 12 pm Florida/8 am Alaska. Tonight I am taking two benedryls and call it a night by 10 pm Florida. We have a lot to do tomorrow. We have to go back into town for a few more errands and I need to go by the rental house and check on it. We want to get it all done in the morning and then prepare for more guests for this weekend.
Tonight we had homemade soup that Tammy made it’s called Tammy’s Take on Pasta Fagioli with kale, zucchini and Italian sausage and lots of garlic bread. Yummy!
Meanwhile, Dad is working his way down from Alaska on the ALCAN. He was currently spotted he was spotted last in Watson Lake, Yukon about an hour ago. He just might make it to British Columbia today. If you see Dad driving Spike and a 28 foot white empty enclosed trailer, give him a wave and say hi. He is slow and steady and should be out of Canada in a few days.
Well, good night everyone. I will try to do better about posting.
Somewhere on the way to Orlando
Taco before the airplane