As I was due in Seattle for a family wedding on 24th October, I chose to arrive via New Orleans and then Vancouver.
I met Jack, my son, in New Orleans for three days. He was on half term from his Duke, his university where he is studying for a master's. We were both keen to sample the music and the food there. We both arrived seperately within an hour of one another. I'd flown via Charlotte where I had, as they are fond of saying there, "de-planed" and legged it to connect to a flight to NO.