| The building across the street, as wide as possible. | Maximum zoom. | Maximum zoom with the new lens added. Keen! |
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I get some breakfast, do a little souvenir shopping - I haven't even been anywhere to buy postcards on this trip! Then it's on to the Limousine Bus for the drive to the airport. I'm tired, and relaxed from a decrease in tension, so I don't take many pictures, and the ones I do take aren't that great.
We
get to the airport, and I wander about for a couple of hours, have some lunch,
and (finally) get some postcards. Other than standing in line for what
seems like a long time (an hour), check-in goes fine. I get to the gate in
plenty of time, and decide to ignore the ominous clouds on the horizon. We
push back from the gate several minutes early, and roll out. Once again,
the plane is less than half-full. Excellent. And, when the captain
announces the flight parameters, we are told the flying time will only be 11 and
1/2 hours. Saved an hour! Of course, I hope my entourage gets this
updated info. By the time we taxi, deplane, get the luggage and go through
customs, it may not matter.
I read, and do some work on photos. Then, when some romantic Jennifer Lopez movie is run, I go ahead and nap. At about 5 hours into the flight, we fly over the McKinley range in Alaska. Some purty. This was a view I missed on the trip over.