Friday morning we’re getting up at airport-thirty for an 8am flight. We’ve considered spending Thursday night in Portland, but we’d still have an early start and what’s a couple of hours when it’s already early to begin with?
That might be stupid.
On the plus side, it’s a short flight because for the first time in a year and a half (a little more for John), we aren’t flying ALL THE WAY across the country.
Now that I think about it, I’m not so sure that’s a plus considering what time we’ll be getting up. A longer flight means a longer nap. And I think we’ll need it.
Still! The weather is supposed to be beautiful (sunny and not too hot), and we’ll have gotten an early start (which I usually enjoy), and we’re off to visit dear friends we haven’t seen in YEARS, and coffee is a thing.