May 28, 2014
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An Eastward Homage, Day 1
This morning began as most days do: Prayers, errands and reading the paper, over coffee. The usual stuff took on more urgent tones, around 9:30, and there were bills paid for June and July, brief visits to a couple of friends and last-minute mailings of various items.
I made the walk to Hassayampa Inn, and a rendezvous with the airport shuttle, in plenty of time this afternoon. This gave me an excuse to photograph the Hassaymapa’s lovely east courtyard garden.
The shuttle ride was smooth and swift, and provided a chance to hear the insights of a local pastor/psychologist. Like me, he is urgently concerned with the mental health and well-being of the surviving Prescott Hotshot, and of the families of the men who were killed, nearly a year ago.
Sky Harbor Airport was crowded and bustling, at 6 PM. I passed through security without fanfare, though a book I had just finished, “Touch the Top of the World”, by Erik Weihenmayer, got lost in an unguarded moment. Whoever has it now is in for a treat. Erik, a blind man, has successfully climbed peaks as disparate as Everest, Mt. McKinley, Aconcagua, El Capitan and Kilimanjaro, with various teams. His story should prove inspiring to anyone, regardless of one’s personal challenges.
My new read is “Bunker Hill”, by Nathaniel Philbrick. This will keep me enthralled, during several flights in the days ahead. Sky Harbor at night is a different place. As happens elsewhere after hours. those waiting for night flights gather as a sociable family, of sorts. The insular crowds of the daylight hours have gone on, and the Redeye Crowd are pumped for their flights into the morning sunlight, or California midnight, as the case may be.
I whiled the waiting period away at Olive and Ivy Marketplace, a nice little deli and pizzeria.
Well, kids, it’s time to put this computer away, and mosey on down to the gate. The Queen City, Charlotte, NC, is next on the itinerary, then on to Newark, and a day or two in the familiar climes of the Garden State.
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wow you get around
Happy trails to you!
The trail will get longer in a few days- all the way across the Atlantic.
There are many mountains to scale.
Most of those mountains, on this trip, are my internal ones, John.
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