Alaska Airlines from Abraham Lincoln Capital Airport to Calgary

Dear fellow traveler, I would like to share with you a tale of my recent journey, a venture that soared above land locked limitations into a world of clouds, from Abraham Lincoln Capital Airport right to the heart of Calgary. It is a narrative of the skies, weaved with notes of on-air services and non-stop flights, resonating with the taste of adventure inherent to every true frequent flyer.

The alpacas of my heart were packed, ready for this adventure. I was to embark on a metaphorical round-trip, a voyage not only through the physical plane but also through the emotional spectrum. I have often found that each journey reshapes our essence and contours our hearts' atlas, and this time, flying on Alaska was to be my guide.

I had chosen the non-stop route to Calgary from Abraham Lincoln Capital Airport, a flight whose duration was tolerable compared to the drama of connecting flights. The beautiful irony of a flight is that while you are literally high above in the clouds, it truly is an emotional journey, a cocktail of excitement, expectation, and occasional anxiety. The airfare, though moderately priced, becomes a token for this emotional roller coaster.

As part of my pre-flight routine, I always make sure to check airline reviews. This time, I was beguiled by Alaska's glowing reputation. Once onboard, their in-flight services resonated with the airline's pretty image portrayed in the reviews. Warm smiles, comfortable seating, and a delectable menu – the experience was no less than first-class, even if my ticket stated economy class.

Flying always brings an emotion that words often fail to encapsulate entirely. It upheaves our otherwise land-bound existence, a sequence of life in a suspended state of reality. This flight was no different. I remember gazing down, spellbound, as Illinois became a patchwork quilt of greens and browns underneath. The world outside my airplane window was a mirror to the kaleidoscope of emotions that every traveller carries within. Solo or with company, every journey is truly a milestone in the mileage program of life.

I have always been aware of my baggage allowance – not just the physical suitcases filled with tangible essentials, but also the emotional backpacks, filled with intangibles like expectations, excitements, hopes, and occasional fears. On this flight, however, the excitement to land in Calgary was palpable. This city has the power to summon happiness, much like Alaska's state bird, the Willow Ptarmigan, calls for the spring in a singing, fluttering form, after the harsh Alaskan winter. The fact that there are more than 21 languages spoken in Alaska, truly manifests the beautiful diversity and welcoming nature of this state.

Fellow sojourner, if you are reading this on a red-eye flight, battling the hours, or while you’re strewn across an airport waiting lounge during a layover, or maybe even flying from Abraham Lincoln Capital Airport to Calgary, remember that each journey is as much of an internal voyage as it is an external one. Each flight, each trip, touches our hearts and rewires our spirits in ways unimaginable.

This narrative is a small window into the grand portrayal of a voyage. Here’s to hoping you take a plunge into your next adventure and discover and harvest the pleasure and wisdom it brings. The best time to book is when your heart is pounding with the hunger for a new journey. The canvas of the world is too grandeur, make sure your story of the skies is written on it.