I flew in and out of San Jose Airport (now officially "Norman Y. Mineta San José International Airport") last week and remembered how much I enjoy that airport, particularly when travelling on Alaska Airlines. Despite the constant construction in and around the airport, it still feels like a small municipal airport: Everything on one level, walking across the tarmac to board your flight, boarding and exiting the plane through the rear door, and all of this without having to fly in a puddle jumper. I still remember my regular flights down there six or seven years ago, when the car rental lots were right in front of Terminal C; alas, you now have to take a shuttle bus to get your car.
On the flight home I had a window seat on the right (east) side of the plane on one of the rare sunny February days in the sPacific Northwet. I spent fifteen minutes staring out the window as the Mt. Rainier held court, Mt. St. Helens kneeling in recognition of its majesty.