I needed a break from my blog, but I’m back.
Two weeks ago today, feels like months, I flew home after cutting my trip to Chicago short. When I left Colorado on March 13, I had school events scheduled, a store event, and plans with friends.
Things changed, hour by hour, moment by moment. My school visits were canceled, and then schools were closed. Saturday, when the announcement that restaurants would be closing and stores were cleared of many staples, it became obvious I needed to change my flight home. I was afraid airports would be closed even for domestic travel.
The photos in this post are my flight AFTER the doors had been closed. The flight was just over 50% full and everyone had wipes, sanitizer, and a good attitude. Other flights near my gate were even emptier. One announcement said there were 25 passengers on a plane that held 150? and they asked people to spread out for the weight distribution. “One passenger per row, please.”
This is a strange and scary time. If you follow this blog, you know my last two weeks have revolved around Charlie. I’ll share more from my brief Chicago visit later this week, and lots of Charlie soon.