Come Saturday Morning...
...and by Saturday afternoon, I was in the air... and back in Colorado by 5:30, back in the Springs by 8PM--Yay! On the way to the airport, I stopped to pick up some huge apples that Charlie asked for, and some smoked salmon as a surprise. He is pleased. The flight was not bad, only 3 hours, and seatmates were not taking up more than their space alotment, were sober, and pleasant generally. Charlie and one of his housemates picked me up in a car that made it there and back again... once I was... Sign in to see full entry.