On April 13, I flew to Wichita, Kansas, spent the night and when the alarm sounded at 3 am on the 14th, my sister, Rhonda and I got dressed, grabbed our luggage and hurried out into the still very dark morning. On the way to the airport, we picked up my 17 year old granddaughter, Hannah. She was wide awake and ready to go! We drove to the airport and headed for the Frontier Airlines counter.
Since we "went back in time" two hours by way of time zones, we were in Portland, Oregon around lunch time. My son and grandson live there and, for the next three days, they were our tour guides in beautiful Portland.
On April 19, Rhonda and Hannah returned home to Kansas while I stayed behind to babysit my grandson while my son, who is a single father, caught the red eye to NYC that night.
I returned to Kansas on April 24th and then home to Virginia on the 29th. The following posts are memories and observations of this time line and trip.
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