ARIZONA
I was a little embarrassed as the Continental Airline flight lifted up off the runway and there was an applause and cheer among the passengers realizing it was our choir doing the cheering. "Was this the Beverly Hillbillies coming to town or what?" I thought. What they didn't realize was the most dangerous part of the flight was just beginning.
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I didn't realize we had such Navy divers in our choir until I saw several choir members hold their breath from Birmingham until we landed in Houston, an hour and a half later.
You know our choir eats a lot. In fact Robert had enough contraband to feed the world's starving children and still have enough left over to take care of all of us. When we landed in Houston, there was a mad rush to the airport food court, even though a lot of the choir members had already eaten breakfast at the Birmingham airport. "What gives?"
After retrieving our luggage at the Phoenix airport, we were greeted as we went out the north exit with intense heat. I mean it's hot in Alabama, but Phoenix is like a sauna. Don't give me that, "But there's no humidity." We met Lori, our bus driver at the transportation loading area. "A woman driver?" I thought. Oh well, I must give in to the liberal "political correctness" of this part of the country. I wondered what Jerry thought. Well, we were off and of course we had to stop at Wal-Mart on the way to Sedona for you know what; "water and snacks." You would think we are going on a four-day military field trip where there would be no food or water. Once we loaded up our rations and supplies, we were off to Sedona.
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