And we're off! We're calling it Day Fifteen, for lack of a better name. But really it's kind of Day One, Part Two. Or Part Two, Day One. Or The Day of Four Airports, Three Packages of Biscott Cookies, Two Exhausted Travelers, and One Lovely Aunt in St. Louis.
Or something.
The point is, we're back! Back in St. Louis, back with our car, and back on the road again. We woke up this morning having (again) neglected our packing until after midnight and (again) set out on way too little sleep. We dropped my hardy little Accord off with Mike's mom and piled in for a ride to the Long Beach Airport. If you haven't been through LGB, I highly recommend it. It's quick and convenient and you can point out familiar houses as you roar overhead. We were tired, but it wasn't a bad way to re-start our trip.
But we were almost immediately reminded of the downside of air travel, no matter how pleasant the airport. On the precious incarnation of Mike&SharTours 2008, as you may recall, the major players were these: Mike. Also Shar. Now, on Mike&SharTours 2008 Part Two (Mike&Shar: Airborne!!) we've got Mike. Also Shar. Also smelly woman whose hair sticks through the seat crack in front of us and who continues to waft her tendrils at us no matter how obvious we are at our attempts to repel them. And overly aggressive airport police man (who actually is in charge of telling a line of five cars where on the curb to pull up). Not to mention three airplanes full of people who are, though probably very nice, decidedly not Mike. Or Shar.
But we're here now! Mike's great (as in fantastic, not large or old) aunt Holly is lending us the upper guest room in her gorgeous St. Louis home and has filled her refrigerator and cabinet with all sorts of tasties for us to enjoy. Pictures of the house, the Holly, and hopefully her awesome kitties as well will come shortly. One of those kitties is looking at me right now. Hello, Ricky.
Tomorrow we're hanging around the city and the house, getting our energy up before we head off for parts unknown. And let me add that spring has apparently sprung in these parts since we were here last: the temperatures are gloriously balmy and my feet might not see shoes for days. Huzzah!
Today we listened to: the sonic boom of our ears popping through three take-offs and three landings.
Mystery words: "One wrong thing with Cincinnati"
Read Mike! He's great (as in fantastic, large, and old): astoriedyear.blogspot.com
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I can't tell you how happy i am to get to read about the mystery words. Yay shar!
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