Waiting for an answer

We flew to San Francisco yesterday by way of Phoenix.  We missed our original connecting flight, but had already been booked for a later departure.

We arrived at our gate terribly early and Kelsey opted to watch the planes for a while.  She was entranced by this plane, as it was wearing sunglasses and we spent quite a while trying to figure out how they are put on and taken off.

Luckily, we were close by when the departure time neared and watched as the pilots pulled the canvas shades inside the plane through a tiny opening in the cockpit window.  I had never seen this before, but guess probably necessary in warmer areas.  We only felt the Phoenix sun for a minute, as we walked past the open door on the jet bridge and felt its hot breath upon us.

Ironically, she had turned away by the time they removed it and we almost missed the answer. We caught it, though, and can check off that question.