Last week I took a trip to Springfield, Missouri! My youngest brother was graduating from college, and afterward there was a chance to visit friends I haven't seen in nearly a decade. I've lived there for a few years previously, and the chance to see an old place with new eyes and in new times is exiting.
Its feels like an eternity since I've really traveled! There have been cool weekend trips with my boyfriend or with family, and those are great memories. But there is something about the feeling of the plane going from rough tarmac to weightless flight that is so exhilarating. I never do get over it. People once went their entire lives without seeing the world from this height, at this speed, or across these distances.
Leaving Seattle the view is spectacular, lush evergreens make a carpet topped by icy mountains and cut by the silver gleam of Puget Sound. The hunkering Cascade ridges grow larger as you move east and suddenly become the golden miles and jewel like rivers of eastern Washington. For a while we are buried in clouds and I in a book, then the worlds fastest layover (luckily within sight of the first plane). At last we descend toward Branson, a world equally green but with smooth expanses of leaves swirled like milk in coffee with turquoise rivers.
The Branson airport is..unique. But it has a lot of character, if only with two carriers currently. And is the cheapest way to fly close to Springfield as far as I've found. The lack of crowds and confusion is a really pleasant surprise. The Employee lounge cutely labeled saloon is slightly alarming, though they conduct security like the pentagon.
After a long and winding road we finally reach Springfield. Check in at the Route 66
Rail Haven hotel and get ready for the next days travels. Which include the depths of the earth...
Check back later for more Midwestern adventures!
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