Thanksgiving weekend, I finally took my first steps back onto an airplane since the beginning of the pandemic.
I headed out to the lake to spend a few days with Steve and Alex.
Safety first... masks on!
It was not my first time back to the airport itself: when Arta was sick last year, I did get lots of stops at the airport to pick up siblings and 'piblings'. Piblings, it seems, is a good gender-neutral term for the siblings of a parent! I like how close Siblings is to 'Pillings'. lol.
This was my first time back there on my own account. It was interesting to find myself back in the airport considering what seems similar, and what has changed. Masks while flying is of course new. But what remains unchanged is the magic of that little 13-minute flight. I had my phone camera glued the window the entire time.
Here is some video footage of the takeoff (which flings you right out over the water).
And here are some views for me to remember:
Is this low tide or high tide? Does the beach expand or contract over the day?
I love the little puffy cloud in the corner, casting its shadow forward
I was on the lookout, but didn't catch sight of the ferry
The Tsawassen Ferry Terminal below!
The photo can't quite capture the shimmer on the water
And then suddenly, it is again a world of goods and warehouses
A mere13 minutes later, and I was in the Vancouver airport. I had fantasized there would be time to sneak over into the International Terminal to say "Hi!" to Bill Reid's sculpture, "The Spirit of the Haida Gwai", but there was not enough time. Instead, back onto the plane (the same plane as it turns out), with another window seat for the trip to Kelowna. Again, phone glued to the window.
Skyscrapers right to the edges of the water
With no clouds, it was just a carpet of rock and snow
If you want a few minutes of meditative mountain video, here you go!
I love those mountains at the end of your post. Flying to Victoria and back this year was the first time I got to see then from above. I wanted to rush out and look up the names of these mountains and the range -- they are so different from the rocky mountains I know and love so well. I was captivated by them.
I love those mountains at the end of your post. Flying to Victoria and back this year was the first time I got to see then from above. I wanted to rush out and look up the names of these mountains and the range -- they are so different from the rocky mountains I know and love so well. I was captivated by them.
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