another airport, another destination

I am wired into the Sacramento airport's server while I await a flight to Albuquerque and, eventually, a shuttle to Santa Fe. This is the weekend of my high school reunion; 18 of us hanging out and getting up to our usual mischief. I was supposed to fly out on Delta via Salt Lake but, like the best non-rev plans, it didn't work. Between the time I checked in downstairs and found out I was #4 on the wait list and made it up to the waiting are, I dropped to #9 and there were only 6 seats available. Not a chance of getting out of Salt Lake into ABQ for the rest of the day . . . or tomorrow. So I had to do something I haven't done for several years; BUY A TICKET on a competing airline, Southwest. But they can get me there, albeit late. I will take a shuttle from the airport directly to the hotel in Santa Fe and should join the revels by 8 PM. I have brought the trusty camera, the hard-working LapMac and will keep you posted on the weekend's events.

I still have some Paris stuff to relate but I have been sort of asleep on my feet since coming home. Just when I think it's time to do a bit of writing, the idea of a nap seems alot more fun. I've accomplished nothing since returning except laundry and, yes, I did finish that terrific book. I'm about to start "The Story of Edward Sawtelle" and am looking forward to it.