Normally, when Rhiannon and I travel, we drive. Distance doesn't really bother us too much. We've spent upwards of 12 hours and covered over a thousand miles in one day. However, the opposite side of the country was a little too much for us to drive to. The best part about traveling by plane is that we don't have to leave as early in the morning. Along with driving long distances, we also tend to leave well before the sun comes up. Today, I took the day off from work and actually was still asleep at the time I normally arrive at work. We got everyone up, finished packing our daily items, and headed out for the airport.
Sarah and Mike have never flown before. This was their first time through checking bags, airport security, and boarding a plane. I know with the internet, you can see satellite views of everything, but there is still something fascinating to me about getting up above it all in a plane and looking down on the world. This is the first time I have been to the east coast, and flying in over New York City was something different. We live in Denver, which is a big city compared to where I grew up, but it doesn't hold a candle to the skyline and sights of the coast.
We got a taxi to our hotel. We aren't staying in Manhattan (we wanted something bigger than a shoebox), but we didn't want to try and take our luggage on the train and subway. When we went to Mexico, I thought that traffic was crazy, but it seems even worse out here. All I can say is I'm glad that I don't have any plans to drive myself or anyone else around.
After getting to our hotel, we realized we didn't know where to eat or get groceries. Luckily, some things never change.
Now, we're in a new city, and I don't plan on eating at Subway for the entire trip, but for the first night, it worked out just fine. Tomorrow, we'll try to improve that skyline into something a little more impressive. I think we may have already found a great gift shop for some people.
For now, we'll just hang out and lay low. We're here, and that's enough.