I have returned. It was sunny and in the 80s when I left for the airport; here it is winter. There are many tales to tell. I haven't eaten that much food in a while. And Steve saved my ritualistic ass, showing up at the eleventh hour with a key lime pie from Kosters. I'm not sure where to start with it all, so I won't -- at least not tonight.

Maybe Steve will provide the first volley?

BTW, air travel is still blowjhinski. TSA makes nothing safer, it just makes things more annoying.