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conulyNobody followed this rule, but we passed right through some thunderstorm.
I do love *looking* at lightning, though I have a healthy caution of it, so I stared out the window for the best part of it. Lightning from above is fascinating, and something I wouldn't want to miss.
Almost missed BSG, but started watching only a few minutes in. That was when Evangeline stared screaming she didn't want to go to sleep. Her mother should've enforced bedtime two hours earlier, when I told her how late it was. (That made it hard for *me* to make Ana sleep, because Ana just went "Well, Eva gets to stay up!", so I was really beyond pissed.)
Other passengers probably weren't happy with the screaming (I could hear it through the headset), and I don't blame them. I wasn't happy with it either, and I wasn't even the one dealing with it.
Got off the plane, put them both up (they woke anyway, but at least they woke well after we were off the plane), chatted a bit with a nice woman using a ring sling, had fun.
We went *to* the plane in a specific car style (I'd rather have taken the train so the girls could move around a bit), with a driver who had a habit of suddenly speeding up (aaaaaah!), passing hills and signs saying Richmond this and that. We went *from* the plane in that same make of car, with the same make of driver, with hills and signs sending us to Richmond wherever. The hills, in daylight, are the wrong shape and color, but it was 4am to me then. Very, very disconcerting.
I do love *looking* at lightning, though I have a healthy caution of it, so I stared out the window for the best part of it. Lightning from above is fascinating, and something I wouldn't want to miss.
Almost missed BSG, but started watching only a few minutes in. That was when Evangeline stared screaming she didn't want to go to sleep. Her mother should've enforced bedtime two hours earlier, when I told her how late it was. (That made it hard for *me* to make Ana sleep, because Ana just went "Well, Eva gets to stay up!", so I was really beyond pissed.)
Other passengers probably weren't happy with the screaming (I could hear it through the headset), and I don't blame them. I wasn't happy with it either, and I wasn't even the one dealing with it.
Got off the plane, put them both up (they woke anyway, but at least they woke well after we were off the plane), chatted a bit with a nice woman using a ring sling, had fun.
We went *to* the plane in a specific car style (I'd rather have taken the train so the girls could move around a bit), with a driver who had a habit of suddenly speeding up (aaaaaah!), passing hills and signs saying Richmond this and that. We went *from* the plane in that same make of car, with the same make of driver, with hills and signs sending us to Richmond wherever. The hills, in daylight, are the wrong shape and color, but it was 4am to me then. Very, very disconcerting.
