We flew out of SEATAC on an old Boeing 717 with ashtrays on the restroom doors. When I saw those ashtrays it caused a flashback to the days when people smoked on airplanes once they reached a certain altitude and the "no smoking" light went out.
I'll never forget leaving Vietnam in 1968. We flew out of Saigon, reached that magic altitude and all those GI's on the way home lit up. Even though I was a smoker at the time I almost gagged trying to breathe that blue air.
Back to the present. After an uneventful but often lumpy ride into Phoenix Sky Harbor Airport we made our way to our condo (Diamond Resorts International), checked in and relaxed after a long travel day.
Our condo is right next to a par three hole on the TPC Champions Course. We watched some of the players teeing off just across the fence. While some looked like champions most looked just about like me with not many balls landing on the green.
Par three tee box across the fence |
Wandering around the property I came upon the exercise room so spent 20 minutes on the treadmill all by myself in the room until another old guy came in to get an early morning workout. After another ten minutes on the artificial sidewalk I grabbed a towel and headed back out into the cool morning air.
The moon was still riding high in the early dawn so decided to try a couple low-light shots with the following results.
Dawning entry to our condo complex |
The waning gibbous moon just before sunrise |
But, it's a vacation, after all, so not to worry, we may go to the museum tomorrow. Or maybe Monday.
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