The puddle jumper we took to Dulles was one seat on one side and two on the other. It's been a long time since I've been in a plane that small, if ever. I sat on the two-side with Rose, who talked non-stop for the entire trip. Mostly we talked about how wonderful it is when we fly, because that's the only time her mommy allows her to drink Ginger Ale.
We also worked on a sudoku puzzle, until her little mind was fried. Then we talked some more about the wonders of Ginger Ale. Also about what size everyone wears. (Which is always a fun topic for an adult American female whose discipline has seen better days. )
Arriving at Dulles we were standing on the tarmac waiting to grab the carry-on (which didn't fit in the overheads because of the one to two ratio of seats) when Mellissa spotted this plane with a very cool pink paint job right next door. So we snapped some shots.
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