Montana trip – epilogue

My flight was scheduled to leave Butte at 11:45. Hank and Marcia took me and my bags and we enjoyed a farewell breakfast at the Montana inn. The food there, as everywhere, was really good. My last meal in Montana was a veggie scramble with cream cheese, a mess of hash browns, and some rye toast.

 My flight home was uneventful, and when I stepped off the plane I was greeted by the familiar wall of Houston humidity! My hair curled immediately!  It was wonderful to be greeted by my dear Robert, I did miss him a lot. It will be a while before I go off without him! We are planning a three week road trip in New England in the fall, which will be wonderful!
I am so very glad I made the trip. Marcia and I found that we are kindred spirits in so many ways. She is open-minded and nonjudgmental, and I loved hearing her talk about her hikes with her father, her journey through relationships, and her daughter Leah, who I hope to meet sometime. Her husband Hank was a joy to spend time with in conversation.
 Until we meet again.

And now – on to Montana!

My cousin Marcia and I reconnected on Facebook about five years ago. We are second cousins, sharing a common great-grandmother known affectionately as Little Grandma, because she was less than five feet tall. We would all get together in the summer for family reunions in Oak Creek, Colorado. I barely remember Marcia as a teenager. I was pretty self-absorbed, and she and my sister are closer in age so they were friends, and I think they corresponded for years. After Marcia and became “friends” on FB, we discovered that we were likeminded about some things, and messaged each other on occasion. In 2010, when we started talking, I mentioned that I planned to travel when my kids left home – and I had my eye on Montana! So here I am, waiting in the Houston airport for my next adventure!

I’m leaving from the big airport across town this time, instead of the smaller one closer to me. My dear Robert dropped me off so I wouldn’t have to park. It is so nice to have someone in my life who is not just ok with me traveling off doing my own thing, but encourages me. I will miss him, though, and next trip, he is coming with me!

I’m taking an evening flight, leaving around 7. I am flying Delta this time, and am hoping they do better than my last travel experience with American. We board in about 20 minutes. It is in the upper 80’s here, and when I arrive in Butte around 11 it will be in the 40’s. It was quite a challenge figuring out what to bring! I brought things I can layer, so hopefully all will be well.

Marcia has made all sorts of wonderful plans, and I am so looking forward to seeing a part of the country I haven’t been to, being in the mountains, exploring her town and, of course getting to actually talk in person and swap stories!

They just announced that the plane is here, and we will be boarding in about 15 minutes! Oh dear, the flight attendants are running late, stuck in traffic. I have a 50 minute layover in Salt Lake that may turn tricky! Stay tuned….