Saturday, July 10, 2010

(Rob writing) This is the plane we took from Richmond to Chicago. When I first saw it, it struck me that it was a little bigger than a hot dog, but not as big as a foot-long hot dog. The seats were in rows of three, with two on one side of the aisle and one on the other, so it kept trying to flip over in flight. The pilot managed it just fine, though, so we made it here in plenty of time to wait six hours for our next flight.


  1. Ohhhh just wait till that last flight to his country! You'll love that plane! LOL Hugs to you guys. I'm so excited for you to hold your boy. Praying for you.

  2. Hopefully the next ones will be big and stock - more like meatloaves than hotdogs!

  3. Got to love those regional jets. My husband believes that bigger is better when it comes to flying. He has flown on smaller jets (and would prefer not to fly on them again) but I'm not sure what he would think of this one. Thanks for the picture. We will be praying for you and the rest of your trip.

    We are so excited for you. Hopefully we will be traveling to get Alyona soon!


  4. YAY!! you are getting closer!!!


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