Winter has got New England in a good grip.
We are lucky beyond belief, and are able to travel south for time away from winter.
The first leg of the flight is to Dallas, Texas.
Clouds are thick, but we get a glimpse of the ice-clogged Connecticut River.
And not long afterwards, we have a beautiful view of Manhattan and the New York City area.
Hours later, we pass over the “Father of the Waters”, the Mississippi River.
I wish I could tell you where this next photo is, but haven’t a clue.
We see the braided meanderings of the Red River.
And then Dallas, Texas.
After a three-hour layover, we take flight again.
And soon leave the USA.
Costa Rica, here we come.