Mid morning I headed to the airport… Which in Houston is an hour away. The city is both deeply familiar and all new. I spent so much of my youth here.

The inside of the airport is all shiny and new, but the outside is still the same as it was 50 years ago when I first started coming here… Can’t believe it’s been that long

Got on the plane and classic Houston… Humidity was so high when the AC came on the whole plane filled up with what look like smoke… It was actually fog. I was sitting next to a really nice woman from Merida Mexico… She didn’t speak any English and she was asking me about what was going on in my pretty rusty Spanish. I told her about the steam… We ended up talking the whole trip, which was pretty good for my language exercise for the day. She was really cool. She was a lawyer just going to see her daughter who lives in Pennsylvania. It was good that we were on here because we were very late getting out because of weather in Chicago and she was going to miss her flight, but so we were gonna try to find her somebody to speak to Spanish too, but it turns out that the wheelchair person who came to get her spoke Spanish so that was great… Also the guy to my right in the seat spoke Spanish because he was from Peru so we all had a pretty good conversation.

It was a two stop return… I had to go to Chicago and then go to Dulles… The flight out of Dallas was super super late and kept getting later… I’ve got Two meal vouchers and but had already eaten so I bought a whole bunch of candy and started handing it out to the people who’ve been waiting for a couple of hours… It was really fun. People seem to like it.

glad to get home even if it was wicked late

nite all. nite sam
-me