Ok, so her bag weighs 21.89 kg according to the check in scales. It's not got much in it but the bag itelf probably weighs a couple of kilos with its metal frame and wheely mechanism.
The flight to Provincetown from Boston was great. A cold day but not freezing. Hardly any wind. A bit of sunshine... a 7-seater plane that had 7 people in it. You feel like you're really flying in those things. There's air in there! Real air, from outside! The pilot's right in front of you, and turns around to tell you where the exits and the fire extinguisher are. And the view? Fantastic! Not that I could see much, of course. She kept me in the sock the whole time. And chatted to her fellow passengers. Chat chat... look at view.... chat chat... look at view. Hello!!! What about Noam?
But back to luggage...
If you take a laptop, it's got to be stored in the wing. There's a place for big bags too, but they're not really used to bags as big as mine is... apparently. I saw the lady at Provincetown airport was struggling a little with it. "I'm sorry", I said. "You should be," she retorted. And then added, a little sarcastically "But if you want to pack all those clothes, you can, I guess." We wondered if she knew how far we'd come or how long we were staying. But then we decided she probably didn't care. We'll be leaving by bus... no fuss bus. No grumpy comments either. Humph.
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