The Time Came

It came time to go home. I cleaned, sorted, and packed the dive gear. I love those tile floors...they feel so good under foot.

The famous "Yellow Boys" swim trunks were securely packed.

I went into town for a few last minute items and then lunch with a dear old friend.

I managed to nod most of the flight back. We landed early only to get caught in a huge east coast backup caused by a short but vicious snow storm.

It seem Charlotte was caught off guard by rapidly falling temps and sudden ice buildup. There weren't enough de-icers to keep traffic moving like in a northern city.

It turns out it took us 2 and a half hours to taxi to the gate. Then almost 45 minutes to exit the airport.

Home safe.


Unknown said...

Welcome back to 'Merica.

Ken said...

He never left it Phfrankie!

Reggie Hunnicutt said...

Mental Vacation. Conch anyone?