Well I'm in cold old Minnesota for a wee bit yet. I don't know when I'll be leaving but I'm longing for the coast with every fiber of my being right now.
I feel I should mention a few things about my flight back:
1. I cried while navigating the airport in Florida but stopped sobbing after a little music to remind me that it was going to be ok.
2. From Atlanta to Minneapolis, some turd was jamming his knees into my back. Pissed me right off. Almost three hours on a goddamn plane with some jerk's knees in your back, adjusting and readjusting every 10 seconds.
3. The Minneapolis airport is horrible regardless of how busy it is. I had to take an escalator, 2 elevators, and like 2 miles of walking to get from the C gates to the B gates. Chriiiiiiiiist...!