Just before: http://www.travelingsardineclass.com/2015/09/sitting-on-glasses.html
Don't Go . . .
As much as you look forward to a trip, there are things you treasure that you have to leave behind. Yesterday I said good bye to my kitties, who crowded behind me as I walked out the door. My sister is already on a trip and I am staying at her almost empty house as my launch point. I get an enthusiastic greeting from her three kitties. lonely despite the lavish attention they get from their doting kitty sitter, who comes in daily to feed and to play. Then they realize that it's not Mommy who just arrived. Bentley, a litter mate and virtual twin to my Henley, hangs with me. The other two return to their previous pursuits.
I get a morning wake up call from Bentley. He washes my chin thoroughly. He's a sweet boy. He watches me repack.
"Don't go," he pleads. Yes. I understand cat talk.
He looks so sad when he realizes I really am leaving.
Killing Time . . .
Two more waiting.
No one seems to share my amusement . . .
I'm even more amused when the the numbers at the gate now have us boarding at 3:45 and leaving at 3:45.
Eventually we do board. My friends' seats aren't near mine, so we disappear into the plane on different ramps.
Our A380 is rolling out to the runway at 4:39. My nose is pressed to the glass and I'm more excited than I can remember about a flight.