Our flight to Utah was handled well by our son. My wife on the other hand did not handle it so well.
It looks to me like she isn't dealing terribly well with the stress of raising a child. She was seated in the middle seat and the man that had the window seat was unwilling to let her to have the window seat.
She did not like having the man so close to her, especially with the closeness of the seats.
I switched seats with my wife and that made the flight better. I was able to get some sleep while she had a much more peaceful flight from there on out.
My wife's sister picked us up and brought us to their mother's home. It was a short car ride, about 1/2 hour or so and we couldn't see much of the area because it was night out so I can't attest to the majestic beauty of the mountains.
I'll see what I can do later.
Friday, March 11, 2005
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