Day 1 - just a day for travel. Getting me from home to France. My friend Lynn picked me up and then dropped me off at General Mitchell Field in Milwaukee.
The only pic I took at the gate in Milwaukee. It was a dull, rainy day and I tried to watch/listen to some of the McCain funeral while I waited.
Once in Detroit I found my gate and at the next gate was an earlier flight to France on the same type of airplane I would be flying a Boeing 767.
The Detroit airport has an elevated tram to get you along a long terminal, but my gates weren't that far apart to warrant getting on it. It shuttled back and forth every few minutes.
Other flight getting ready to leave and a storm moving in. Brief heavy rainstorm.
Storm through and bright sunny conditions. My flight left pretty much on time. I had an aisle seat with the person next to me who pretty much slept the entire flight. Plus I don't think she spoke much English. Accent seemed to me to be eastern European.
Flight was a little bumpy and meal service was delayed due to turbulence. I didn't sleep much and watched a bit of the videos available. Wasn't impressed with the offerings.
Ah yes, travel day 1 is always getting there. It often feels like the longest day of the trip!
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