We came from the Northwest and travelled to the Midwest via Southwest. Now we’re back in the Lou, after at least for me being on the road for 23 days. It was a great trip, but it’s nice to be home again. Anne got her usual vacation cold, only this time on the back half of the trip, but even so, she had a good time too. Here is a shoutout to Jay and Carl for putting us up for a week and for putting up with me for even longer.
Carl Sagan gave us a ride to the airport. This time only Anne was TSA pre-approved. Was it something I said? She ended up getting rounded up with me and all of the usual suspects though. I checked her in just before me, but simultaneously another couple was also checking in. We ended up being interspersed, when we queued up to board. Our flights were OK, even when I was getting kicked in the back of my seat by tiny feet and the little girl’s older brother was making fake (hopefully) barfing sounds. There is nothing like a little downtime to put life back into perspective. Or maybe it was the free adult beverages on Southwest in honor of Saint Pat’s day. We connected through Milwaukee, in the heart of the frozen (Let it go, cold never bothered me anyway) northern Midwest. We had a great view of Chicago under a full moon on the was down to Saint Louis, but unfortunately I had stowed my camera. Now it’s time for both of us to go back to work. All good things must come to an end, but it was fun while it lasted.