I’m presently in the RCC at Denver Airport, waiting for my flight home to Seattle. The flight from Boston was “interesting”, to put it euphemistically. As we approached Denver from the northeast, there was a wall of severe thunderstorms ahead of us. A couple of flights managed to slip through a gap, but everybody else coming from the east was routed south, flying right along the storm front, until we were south of Pueblo, CO(!). This caused lots of grumbling from the pilots (channel 9 was buzzing), and several flights were close to declaring fuel emergencies. (Or perhaps they were just trying to pressure the ATC folks.)
It was a good weekend in the Boston area, especially the opportunity to take my grandson, Tommy, to both the zoo and a farm. Best moment was when a silverback gorilla lumbered up and sat down next to Tommy, separated only by a sheet of glass…..