Flying again turned into adventure, with four hours spent at the first airport of the day. I am one who gets to flights on the early side, but believe me... not THAT early. Thunderstorms in the southeast apparently played havoc with flight plans, though it was gorgeous weather our the airport window where we cooled our heels. Go figure.
A mad dash through Atlanta's airport (no fireworks visible, though I admit I didn't look), and the last flight of the day was ours! OK, fine, I ended up getting to bed at 3 this morning, but it was my bed. Which I must admit I hope I see before 3 THIS morning....
More later, but the gottabook fridge is saying I gottashop....
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
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