Friday, August 6, 2021
When we landed in Phoenix, we were fortunate to have 45 minutes to arrive at our new gate. We've rarely flown into Phoenix and were amazed what it took to transfer from Terminal 4 to Terminal 3.
The signage was non-existent when we got off the plane and we had to ask employees to point us in the right direction. We walked a long way, took an airport train, and then had to reclear TSA security at Terminal 3. We arrived at our Alaska gate with a comfortable 10-15 minutes to spare.
Our PHX-SEA flight in Premium Economy was as comfortable as it could be. We landed a bit early around 11:15PM. We had checked one large bag and it arrived at the baggage carousel quite promptly.
We arrived at the hotel shuttle pickup zone by 11:40, and called the Airport Hilton to listen to the recording confirming the shuttle left the hotel on the hour and half hour. With no shuttle in sight as of 12:12AM, we called again to talk to the hotel operator but nobody answered the phone.
At 12:20AM we bailed and made the 10-minute walk to the hotel, something we should have done originally.
As we trudged through the pedestrian tunnel crossing International Boulevard, we caught a glimpse of the shuttle entering the Hilton's parking lot after picking up at the airport at some point after 12:20AM.
We had to wait in line nearly 15 minutes to check in and gave the hapless desk clerk an earful. His excuse was that the shuttle driver was late while "helping a family." That didn't help us and it would have been helpful to answer the phone.
In any event, we finally got to bed at 1:00AM (2:00AM Mountain Time).
It was pleasing to arrive back home the next day and have some time to relax after a surprisingly tiring journey.
Wednesday, August 4, 2021
On the plus side, we’re upgraded to First on this short hop.
Tuesday, August 3, 2021
We see more than one cowboy, including this hombre.
He proves to be friendly.
By golly, it’s Kathy’s youngest brother Greg, who drove up with June to visit attend the show with us.
Monday, August 2, 2021
There some beautiful fungi up here that we definitely do not want.
We even spy a “fairy ring” or two of coral mushrooms.
We are, however, in the hunt for porcini mushrooms, (piglets in Italian). https://www.mushroom-appreciation.com/porcini-mushrooms.html
By the end of the morning, we’ve collected an impressive pile of porcinis.
As we drive down, we encounter the Metropolitan Opera Orchestra’s young principal trombonist finishing up a brief music video shot by his wife to celebrate his attendance at Durango’s Music in the Mountains.