Vermont

Who can ever get used to flying out over the Pacific in the morning (when you fly east from San Diego, you take off to the west, then swing around) and up the east coast to land in Hartford, all before the sun goes down? I just did it, again. Snow in Vermont. Someone has called this blog a pc site. Guess it depends on whose ox isn't being gored? Interesting that the person chose to remain anonymous. This could get to be fun. I'm not sure why everyone is still responding to the original message I left on the blog rather than the ones, like this, I posted later.