I have once or twice succeeded with the cargo doors, but there is a knack to pressing three keys at once, isn't there? Besides, this is the more relaxed '50s. No hurry.
Anyway, let's have that last look round at the Houston area before unloading Sarah Elizabeth's vast collection of national costume dolls purchased during their innocent Odyssey...
This is clearly a local Convair flying by:
And a DC-6 from
Delta whose HQ is at Hartsfield, Atlanta International GA:
This is definitely a DC-7:
And another view of that one from your side of the USA, Tom:
"So you dun bin an' gawn to some o' they
Mohammedan lands, Egypt an' Leb'non outa the Good Book, has you, Glenmore?'
'Yup, sure 'nuff.'
'Shoot! That must'a bin mighty strange, no churches, ministers nor chapels nowhere, jus' them 'gyptian Mosquito-worshippin' boys.'
'Yup, reckon it was; diffren' strokes for diffren' folks. But at least it warn't
PAGAN like that
offal Californyah full o' witches an' beatniks an' bikers y'wall read 'bout in the 'papers, Tex.'
'Hell, no!'
Apologies to all concerned.
A last look at one of Willy's anonymous Mercs doing the Orange County to Mountain View, Montana run (quite a flight up the Rockies):
One of Delta's DC-7s:
We'd better take an overview of
Caribbean Sea:
Still waiting for that luggage! And a last look at our magnificent DC-7C that did, after all, make it:
With a final view her sitting in the Carters' Texas homeland:
Sarah Elizabeth's book is called
It happened to us, the thrill of winning a free trip to Europe and the Middle East on KLM Royal Dutch airlines...
...if you've read this far
it's (sort of)
happened to you too. Well, virtually.
THE END