From dawn to dusk, yesterday was all encompassed by travel. It always surprises me that I feel tired traveling when I basically do nothing all day but wait at airports and sit on airplanes. Our most exciting leg of the trip was our Cape Air flight from Tortola to Puerto Rico. We were wondering why they asked each of us our weight when we checked in and then we learned that the plane was tiny! The smallest I've flown in with just 8 passenger seats.
Webb was placed in the co-pilot seat, his knees were touching the controls. In the air we had an incredible view of the Caribbean Islands. Quite a rush!
Before that flight, at 6 am, Paige noticed a celebrity in our midst at the nearly empty Tortola airport: Morgan Freeman. He was tall, thin, and regal looking in person, even with his denim shirt and khaki's soaking wet from a morning rain we were all caught in. It was nice to see the casual crowd notice him but leave him alone, nobody was bugging him for autographs, etc.
The British Virgin Islands were definitely a memorable holiday vacation! And reality starts up again today!
