Denver and Beyond

We Are Here

Since my last post, one week has disappeared from our lives.  Yogi and I arrived in Liege, Belgium, a little worse for wear but we seem to be bearing up admirably....sleeping a lot, though.

We will have more to say about the trip but this post is a paean to airlines.

Arriving at Denver's overly large airport I really felt that Yogi-dog needed a potty break before boarding the plane for our 5 hour flight to Boston's Logan Airport.  But the logistics of taking the train to the main terminal, walking the dog, then going through security wouldn't allow us to get back to our gate before our plane left.

A Southwest Airlines gate agent came to our rescue after hearing our story.  She called a supervisor who took Yogi-dog down the long steps beside our plane, ran him and allowed Yogi to do that leg-lifting thing that he does best, then brought doggie back to me, emptier and happier.

In Boston, the Iceland Air personnel took the kenneled, unhappy little dog into their back office, keeping him somewhat mollified until it was time for him to get stuck in the plane's cargo compartment.  All other airlines have let him languish on the tarmac with the other luggage.

So Yogi and I would like to thank the kind employees of Southwest and Iceland Air.  A long difficult trip was made a little easier by your thoughtfulness.

River Traffic on la rive Muese (yes, that is a car on the aft end)