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What a long strange trip it was. Returned to the friendly confines of the cloud shortly after noon today after the final leg doing the I-45 (North) boogie in record time.
It was a perfect storm for such a drive. Leaving early, sans breakfast, with enough fuel, coffee and light traffic to bust out of town and maintain a high rate of speed (legal) and making the only necessary stop in at Woodie’s in Centerville (exit 164) to take on fuel. The pit stop took 5:16 beating the 10 minute plan for such pit stops of former Family excursions. See the image, more coffee and the rest took care of itself.
The cloud looked inviting as I pulled up and immediately began unloading Silver. Unpacked and settled in truly relaxing and reflecting on the recently completed journey, enjoying AND validating that there truly is no place like home.
Grace Jones and the bands of drones, killer bees and venomous snakes protected the property flawlessly once again.
I started an entry as I had promised such a thing to my traveling companions at my final departure but frankly I just ran out of steam. Or fuel. OR simply LOST focus.
Finding ways to squander some ‘free time’, I checked the mail and did some financial planning checking balances and planned the rest of the afternoon.
THIS IS ALL VERY NICE BUT THE PAYING PUBLIC WANTS DETAILS OF THE TRIP AND TRAVELS. POR FAVOR.
Give me one half-minute. One quick side bar …
So I am perusing the ‘headlines’ on yahoo ‘NEWS’ when this headline and article catches my attention and I felt compelled to share this travesty AND where is the justice ?.
So the Thanksgiving catering gig was a huge success. It looks like Bill’s catering will be a wicked HUGE success as all parties raved at the bird (turkey) and twists on traditional sides. The very next day, semi-early for an entourage with two little ones, developed a plan to get to the aeropuerto and actually made it in plenty of time for a change of pace.
If you know this group at all, the ‘challenges’ of putting a plan together is fine but the execution slips if not to dangerous levels certainly at times (very) stressful levels. This was no exception.
And that is enough of that for now.
We boarded on time after lugging luggage, processing thru nauseating the security hoops and sat quietly until called entertaining the little people traveling with us. At various times this became a challenge into and by itself but more on that later.
I must cut and run.
WHAT ? YOU WERE JUST GETTING WOUND UP, READY TO ROLL ...
Listen Honey, sometimes it bees that way.
JUST LIKE THAT ? I MEAN TALK ABOUT DROPPING THE BALL MID-STREAM AND LEAVING US HANGING …
Nevermind. YOU listen up AND pay attention.
I have a very big show today and set-up starts at 9:00 am and runs to 7:00 pm. The organizers are expecting 8000 sets of heads & tails to pass thru Tupp’s brewery for the annual Holiday bizarre, no BAZAAR today so I must, MUST MUST pack sellable items WITH spares and load to unload and set up.
You think traveling with an unforgiving 2-year old is stressful with a planeload of fb friends that only want to sleep when he is HOWLING, well …
Forget about it … for now.
But hold the thought.
In blog time I’ll be right back.
