At last, I’m home.
This is a view of Salt Lake City up high. The trip took approximately 17 hours – first from Hong Kong to Seattle and then from Seattle to Salt Lake City. The first part of the flight was rough. We were hit by a possible storm which caused the plane to sway left and right and rock up and down. After trying to relax as my stomach churned, I was hit by wave after wave of vomit. I was too slow to snatch the sick bag that I vomited on half of my backpack. Yuck!
Then I made my way to the restroom like a drunkard due to the rocking plane as another wave of vomit washed over me. Eventually, the vomit stopped and I was left with practically an empty stomach. Fortunately, it was snack time.
Shortly after breakfast, the captain announced the plane was prepared to land. I have made it to Seattle. I then got through customs and all the paper work to my connecting flight. The flight to Salt Lake was fast. I felt like I barely slept when the captain announced the plane will be landing. Already? I thought and after checking the flight tracker, I realized nearly 90 minutes had gone by. Finally, I was home.
By the way, my post this week may be a little erratic as I’m trying to get back in sync with the time difference. Please bare with me. Thank you.
Sony DSC-W800 (f/8, 5 mm, ISO-100, 1/250 sec)