Flew in on Friday. I almost missed my flight because I had a connection from Dayton to Cincinnati, and the first flight was an hour delayed. I ran through the Cincy airport to the gate and was the last one on the plane. A little sweaty and out of breathe,  I felt a bit like Hurley from Lost when he races to catch that fateful flight. As we flew into Seattle, I saw a postcard perfect scene of the Puget Sound with misty mountains in the background. Didn’t have the camera with me, so you’ll have to trust me that it was beautiful. (more…)