That was an adventure. So much fun (too much) with so many new friends (never too many).
But now I’m back on the plane, headed back home to NYC. I’m sure that I’ll have more time to reflect on it once my liver has dried out a bit.
Until then, I’m just trying to figure out which kind of single-serving friend (Fight Club reference) that’s been seated next to me. So far she is quiet and I’m trying to figure out where the smell of tomato juice is coming from. I think it’s impolite to lean over and sniff a fellow passenger so I will continue to speculate. Or maybe have a Bloody Mary. (No more, winkey smiley-face)
Anyway, homeward bound and looking forward to my pillow. -lb
