en before. Then we rode the shuttle over to the terminals. I had done that before, but not in Phoenix. We had thought we were in a hurry, but when we got close to our terminal, we could see that the plane wasn't even there yet, so we had some lunch and visited while we waited. It was nice having Tamara there to wait with me and fly with me.In Denver there was a subway to ride from the terminal to the main airport building, where Mom and Dad were waiting right where we come out.
Tamara and I stopped for the picture, so we wouldn't be blurry, but no one else around seemed to care if they were blurry. Maybe they just didn't realize that what Mom was holding was a camera. They didn't even smile.
We also got a picture in the car, but the lighting wasn't quite as good.
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It looks like the paper airplanes behind you recognized your mom's camera: they stopped mid flight and smiled too.
That was awfully nice of them. Somehow I've never been able to make paper airplanes that were so considerate.
I hear that the secret to considerate paper airplanes lies in the amount of pressure you use when creasing the paper.
I guess in the future i should put more pressure on them :)
It's more like a Goldilocks equation: not too much pressure and not too little pressure. It's a difficult balance to maintain.
I'm sure glad that you're so wise in the ways of paper airplanes. I never would have known these things.
Nice blog background.
Gotta love the new blog title, and I'm honored to be on your blog roll.
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