This is what Chicago looked like as I drove to the airport this morning. Yeah, I know...bad...shouldn't be taking pictures while driving. But...have you ever seen Chicago freeways so empty during the daytime? Me either. It's Saturday.
I woke up about 10 minutes before landing in Dallas. This is what I saw as we were circling the city prepping to land...yeah, I think we were under the no battery-powered-anything with an on-off switch rule, but seriously, it's just a camera. I took a quick pic. I hadn't been able to see any of Dallas when I flew in last Sunday, so it was amazing to me just how big the place is!
Up the escalator I went. Light, bright, and sunny. Love this airport. Clean, friendly. Good transportation between terminals. So, I find which side of the platform I need to be on and I'm waiting for the next tram to come by when an older couple approaches me and they start speaking to me in spanish. See...what did I say in one of my prior blog entries? Yep, I can speak spanish enough to somewhat converse with others. And so I did. I think the folks were a little taken aback, but extremely happy, that
It was well past lunch time for me now and that bagel was long gone so I wandered into the food court with two gazillion other people. The lines were long everywhere - except at Urban Taco. Urban Taco...what a name. Why weren't the lines long there? I had no idea, but I was willing to try it. I checked out the menu. Yeah, that's why. Not your typical Taco Bell, Del Taco, Taco Time, Taco Cabana, or Taco anything. It was definitely a different type of taco place, but I decided to try it because the menu sounded really authentic. Oh. My. SO good. (It really is authentic. It is from Mexico City.)
I had the 3 taco combo. The first was an arrachera steak al carbon taco. It had grilled adobo marinated steak, tomatoes, and salsa. The second was the al pastor taco. It had chile rubbed pork, pico de pina, and cilantro. The third was the carnitas d.f. taco with orange slow roasted pork, salsa roja, onions, and cilantro. The meal also came with poblano green rice. Talk about good! I could eat that food every day. I didn't think I would like the al pastor taco once I saw it because it had fruity salsa instead of tomato salsa, but it was probably my most favorite. I will definitely have to go there again if I ever go to Dallas again. Yum-o-la!
Soon it was time to board. There was just one problem though. The flight was oversold, first of all. And secondly, an earlier plane had been cancelled so there were 75 people on stand-by that needed to get on too. I called Melon Man and asked him what he thought about taking them up on an offer for a free ticket if they offered it for going later. We agreed I would (that way we wouldn't have to pay for any airline tickets to Michigan this summer since I already have one and this would make two) if they offered it. But, they never did offer it, so I didn't get a free ticket. Oh well. At least I was able to get on the plane and make it home relatively on time.
As we were flying into Arizona, I snapped this picture. I have no idea what part of the state we were over. Probably the eastern part because I never saw anything that looked like the parts I'm used to flying over, plus it wouldn't make sense to fly from Dallas up to Flagstaff and then back down to Phoenix. So, yes, we do have snow in Arizona...
We went down and got my luggage and then headed to the parking garage. I really don't like the parking garage for terminal 3. It's kind of mixed up and if you don't park there often, you can easily lose your vehicle if you don't pay attention to EXACTLY where you parked. And so...yes, we wandered and wandered looking for our truck. Melon Man said he'd parked on level 3. So, that's where we went. Nope, no truck. Not anywhere. So, we went back in thinking maybe he parked it on the other side of the terminal. Nope, he was sure that he came in by that big rug on the wall. He remembered specific things so he knew he was on the right side. Well, then, that meant only one of two things...either he parked on a different level or someone stole our truck. So, we hoped for the first one and went to another level. After some reasoning and deduction, sure enough, we found it. It was on this level, not on level 3. He had seen the three and hadn't thought anything about the BC portion.
Great pictures from the plane!
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