Traveling

We flew back to Georgia over the weekend. What had been planned a month and a half ago as a fun weekend visiting friends and family had a different twist with the death of Bert, my grandfather.

We had interesting flights to and from Atlanta. On the flight out Friday we sat in front of three Chatty Cathy's. These ladies talked incessantly and so loudly that I couldn't read my novel. Evidently they were in some way associated with 4H. They discussed the "lower" humidity in Georgia. They pondered whether or not Song airlines was a group of planes that musicians hired for travel. They dubbed planes with an "A" on the tail "Air Alaska" instead of Airtran.

Our return flight found a grandma and grandpa sitting behind us. While they were quiet and not disruptive, I did chuckle at the conversation that revealed that the little lady hadn't flown before. When the flight attendant made the announcement to turn off all electronic devices, the lady stopped a flight attendant to ask what the fasten seat belt light was and asked if it should be turned off with all other electronic devices.