After staying in Utah for about a week, it was time to go visit the Galla family, and Christianna, in Colorado. However, we ran into an unexpected mishap with our flight. Our plane had been damaged by a hailstorm in the night, and was out of commission for the day. Instead of a direct flight, we had to take a plane to San Diego, and then over to Denver. Because of this little blessing in disguise, we were able to see the Pacific Ocean for the very first time. This was possibly my favorite part of the entire trip. It's hard to choose between this and the Great Salt Lake, but I'm thinking the Pacific Ocean wins.
This was the most memorable flight in all my air travel experience. Of course it's only the fourth airplane I've ever actually boarded, but still... the Pacific Ocean! I mean, can you really top that?!
I was so excited that our direct flight to Denver, CO was canceled that I couldn't contain myself. Being able to go California, even just for half an hour, and seeing the Pacific Ocean was incredibly exciting. It may have been more tiring for everyone involved, and definitely more traveling time, but I am so thankful for that hailstorm that sent us further west.