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.