We set our alarms for 4am. The car came at 5am and we set off. As usual the driver drove badly - this is par for the course here. He hit 80mph on the New Jersey Turnpike. The amazing thing is that Harriet was completely fine: once she would have been travel sick on a smooth 500yd journey.
The surprise for J was that I had managed to get us an upgrade to First Class. It was only when we boarded and he got to his seat did it dawn on him, but he adapted quickly and soon had a pre-takeoff Bloody Mary. It was all rather civilized and made flying actually pleasant.
At Tampa I thought the screen said our flight had been cancelled and that the next one was five hours later. Fortunately it was the arrivals screen and not the departures. Our flight was only one hour delayed.
It was another trip for me on a tiny propellor plane (twenty seats) but the first for J and Harriet. Unlike my trip to Du Bois the weather was fine so it turned out ok. Harriet fell asleep almost immediately. The only other child on the plane screamed most of the way but H slept through it all.
Tallahassee is an unlikely holiday destination but it's only temporary. The flights on Sunday were stupidly expensive so it made sense to come here today and stay in a hotel. We'll be going to the beach house on Sunday for the vacation proper. However, the rest will begin now: nothing ambitious for tomorrow beyond the hotel pool.
Long may it continue.