On the morning of April 23, 2004 I got up very early as I had a 7:00 am flight. I would have to change planes in Atlanta before my final destination of Washington - Dulles. The day was beautiful, boy I thought what a great day to fly. Now usually my early flight is delayed. Why I don’t know, I guess because I am flying out of a small airport. How many times has my first flight been delayed? I can’t even count. I am so used to my first flight being delayed that is was what I had come to expect. I remember that day getting on the plane and taking off on time, How weird, but also enjoying not sitting on the plane waiting to take off hoping and praying I would make my connection. I get to Atlanta with time to spare. I even have time to get something to snack on and use the restroom. I get to my gate in Atlanta and low and behold my next flight is on time and the plane is there. I am thinking wow this is my lucky day. I call Mom and tell her I am on time and will see her shortly. As I board my plane in Atlanta I also remember thinking , how weird both flights are smooth and on time, I can’t remember the last time that happened. I had gotten used to the delays and having to change flights because of them. I had in the past done a lot of sitting in the Atlanta airport. I didn’t know it at the time but time was working to have me at El Taco when I was supposed to be. You can see all this when you look back but that day I just thought, how nice I will get up to Dulles with no problems. Looking forward to my lunch and trip. I get on the plane from Atlanta to Washington - Dulles and we land almost to the minute on time. I make it through the airport to baggage, my Mom is right there. We go over to get my checked luggage and it is one of the first pieces off the plane. We get my luggage and we are in the car on the way to Manassas, so on time and really earlier than I had thought. It is about 11:30. We talk on the way and I remember even commenting on how smooth the day had gone and how unusual that was, but I wasn’t complaining. I am hungry and looking forward to a hard taco and burrito ( sounds like a lotbut it isn’t). We make it from the airport to Manassas in no time. No traffic, what a break. So basically in 5 hours from 7:00 to 12:00 noon I am turning into the parking lot of El Taco after leaving home that morning. We walk into El Taco wait in line to order. We order. You order at one window and they give you a number and you go sit down and then they call your number and you pick up your food. We are sitting there talking and they call our number and I go get our food. Boy that was fast and I am happy because I am hungry. We are sitting in the middle of the restaurant I am facing the front and the front door and order window, my Mom has her back to the front. We start to eat. To be Continued…….
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27Oct
Posted by Doreen Houston @ 11:55 am
