The Ride Home.

We had a heck of a trip back from Denver. The door to the airplane of our first flight was basically closed in our faces.

So they moved us to another flight...that got cancelled.

So they moved us to another flight...that got overbooked.

So they moved us to another flight...that didn't leave until 4pm Denver time, which put us into Springfield late, late, late.

Hal was a champ. We kept her entertained with orange soda (see below) and cell phone calls to Papa Mike.









Tomorrow's post...titled, "Screw You, Lomolinos." And I mean that. It would have been today's post had I not forgotten the camera cord at home. Sorry!