Springfield Missouri and Back to Vicenza
It's hard to remember the details from just 2 weeks ago . . . But I will do my best. :) When I left Idaho Falls to fly to Springfield, Missouri, the pilot warned us early on that there was the potential for delays ahead. He told us that there was some bad weather surrounding Denver, and that pilots were having to circle for a while in a holding pattern because only so many planes were allowed to land per hour. He reassured us that they had taken on the maximum amount of fuel for just such an occasion, but he hoped we wouldn't need to use it. We did end up needing to use that extra fuel, and after circling the skies for a bit, we were rerouted to Grand Junction, CO to get more fuel. This was the map of where we were detoured, courtesy of my movie screen . . . One of my dear friends from Ricks College lives in Grand Junction (Teddi McCabe Rooks), but it sure looked desolate and brown from the air . . . The actual city itself had more greenery, though. It took a while for our...