Two delayed flights and some adventures in standby travel later, I’m finally home seven hours behind schedule. I’m so happy not to be stuck in Salt Lake tonight that I think I’ll celebrate by kissing my new medal and going to bed. There’s no brain left for blogging anyway. It left me somewhere over Nevada.
Oh yeah, but there is just one little thing before I go; sitting on a plane and/or in airports all day right after a half mary is highly NOT recommended.