Jack flew on a plane for the first time at 8 weeks old. He did great. We went down to Washington for my flight attendant training and stayed in the beautiful town of SeaTac.
We rode the light rail from one end to the other, getting off at the Westlake stop. I bought Jason birthday sushi at a food court at a bus stop. There were lots of people waiting for the bus doing the things that people do at bus stops.
The light rail is brand new and the stations are still shiny and clean. You don't go through turnstiles. The "authorities" come on randomly, stand still at the doors for a couple of authoratative seconds, and then go around inspecting tickets. I got to see parts of Seattle that I've never seen, like the Vietnamese and Filipino sections and the deportation building.
Jason and Jack visited mama at the training center for feedings throughout the next day and it ended up working well. Everyone was happy to see a little baby and such a good papa. No snow down there, grass was green, and the temperature in the mid 50s so Jack also got his first walks in the open air. Jason carried Jack in the Ergo carrier and it was delightful to see them outside.
Our trip was basically all business, but we had ourselves a good time. We even got a free meal from Roasters. On the way back, Jack slept through some rocky turbulence and I think he likes planes almost as much as cars and lightrails. Next we'll go on a boat and a choo choo train.
