We’re at Denver. A little bumpy coming in. There’s often turbulence in the lee of the Rockies. However, don’t be confused. There is no sign of the Rockies at DIA (that’s what they call it, though it’s really DEN). This might as well be another flat piece of Western Kansas! The airport is far removed from the city.
Helaine made a friend in the waiting area. It’s Gizmo the service dog. Sometimes the service dog label is… oh…. exaggerated. It makes no diff with Gizmo. This is among the sweetest dogs I’ve ever seen with the demeanor of a Xanax.
Almost time to board. Next stop LAX.