With an overnight in Boise three of us ran off to an ice skating rink. Sure brought back memories of when I was younger. I was amazed at the youngsters who would fall, and fall hard, then jump right back up and go for more. When I was younger I was not too bad a skater. Yet, after taking a few turns around the rink I realized that maybe I just thought I was. From left to right is our Captain Ritta, Rhonda, the other flight attendant and myself. Not too bad a shot as I had a young boy take this image.