Super smooth….

I was really excited. The other two passengers said I could sit in the cockpit with the pilot. I knew this was a thing but I wasn’t really interested because I knew it would be foggy. When the three of us boarded, there was a copilot so my chances were wiped out.

I had seen the dusting of snow when we were coming into Boston from Atlanta. And this flight was, as expected, foggy. Although it’s only a 40 min flight, I ended up falling asleep for a minute. When I woke, the fog had lifted and I could tell we were almost there.

The landing was super smooth and I must say, as many times as I’ve laughed and rolled my eyes at women telling the pilot “great flight” when we land in that tiny plane, I found myself doing the same thing this time, except I said “super smooth flight”. It may take a while for me to get to “great.”

When we landed, the pilot told us to be careful, they had gotten a call saying the runway was super slick. When the door opened, they guided each of us out of the plane one at a time walking us to the walkway. It was like walking on an ice rink!

I had a truck at the airport that I am ever so grateful that our maintenance man leaves me when I come. However, I wasn’t to thrilled about driving in ice. I asked the lady passengers husband and he said the roads were ok. Just be careful.

When I walked out, I saw the gentleman who had flown with us in the truck with his wife so I stopped to ask how the roads were. She said they seemed slick and to be careful. She then asked me if I wanted a ride. I told her I had a truck but they asked again to make sure I was ok to drive. Anyone who knows me, knows I absolutely despise driving in the snow and/or ice. Actually, I’m terrified but I also like to challenge myself and face my fears sometimes! Ok, maybe not this one but I was forced to! I talked to my sister most the way home going 10 mph and not exceeding 25 mph. I lost service and was forced to talk to myself, which I am an expert at! I built myself up the entire way and made it safe and sound!

I texted the couple, who had given me their phone number in case I changed my mind. I debated calling them crying asking them to come get me! I thanked them and let them know I made it. She text me back saying they felt so bad not offering me a ride to my truck and helping dust off the snow. It was only parked about 100 ft away and I never thought anything of it.

I am so grateful to experience neighborly love and compassion. You see, this island, isn’t much different than my home town and I’m happy to be in my northern home for the week. Thank you Dee and Damien!