Tuesday, August 30, 2016

The long and winding road...

Carla woke me up on Monday at 5:30 a.m. by tapping on my door. I had slept normally (bathroom trip every hour or so). So, I shaved, showered and got dressed for the trip home.

Sidebar: Jake had an 8:00 a.m. meeting he needed to be at. So, I said my goodbyes to Carla and Whiskey and we headed out to the airport.

He and I said our goodbyes when he dropped me off and he reminded me again to check out the information on Lake Murray, next to the USO in the terminal. So, after getting my boarding passes and dumping my checked bag, I tried.

But there was nothing there. So, I thought maybe it was in the alcove. But all that was there was an elevator. So, I took it down, thinking there was a museum or something. But, no, just USO offices. So, I went back up and banged on the USO door. I asked the guy who opened it (they didn't really open until 8:00 a.m.) where the information on Lake Murray was. He aid, "Oh, they took those down a while back." No wonder I never saw them!

So. I went though Security, instead. Then I set about trying to kill three hours in a small airport (my flight didn't leave until 11:18 a.m.).

First, I bought a bottle of water like I always do, since you can't take them through Security. Then I went to the "Food Court" and ordered a sausage biscuit with the optional egg and cheese.

Sidebar: You may be thinking, "Man, he eats a lot of biscuits and pork sausage!" Well, this is the South! It's either that or fried chicken, y'all.

I dawdled over breakfast, eating it slowly and sipping my water while I read my book.

I cleaned up, washed up and sat in one of the rocking chairs, reading my book and watching the occasional plane take off.

After an hour or so, I went back and ordered a medium-sized black coffee. I toted that back to the rocking chairs and resumed reading and rocking.

Sidebar: I use the rocking chairs because I think airport waiting seats are about the most uncomfortable chairs in the world (no back support and seat is too deep).

Finally, after multiple bathroom visits, it was time to go. I sat in the very rear of the plane and was the only one without a seat partner. All the overhead bins were full and I couldn't find a place to stick my cane, so I stuck it under my seat (strictly a no-no) and hid it with my feet.

There was a bit of turbulence until we got over the cloud cover, then we made the short hop to Charlotte. I swear it takes longer to taxi to the gate than it does to fly there.

I had another two hours to kill before the next flight. I had to laugh. I usually have fifteen minutes to race all across the huge airport to my next gate. Today, I had two hours and my next flight was just four gates down.

I read for a bit and then went in search of lunch. I settle for an expensive Burger King Whopper meal.

Sidebar: That was a mistake! I was full about halfway through the burger. I should have gotten the Jr. Whopper or, better yet, the chicken nuggets.

We finally flew out at 2:45 p.m. I got into the "D" at 4:30 p.m. I let people know I made it alive and then retrieved my checked bag. I retrieved the truck and paid the ransom, then I headed home.

Unfortunately, it was rush hour, so I didn't get home until 5:20 p.m.

I inspected the house (everything seemed fine - Caley did good) and put the suitcase on the bed.

I changed clothes and went outside to water. I was shocked! Everything out front, except for the plants under the porch, was damp! WTF?

Sidebar: I had been checking the weather daily on my cell phone and never saw any mention of rain.

I watered those plants and went out back. There was 1-1/2 inches of rain in the gauge!



I sent a text to Courtney (who lives about a mile away). She said they had a big storm Saturday night, so big in fact that it blew out some of our severs at work).

I took some pictures for you and then buttoned up for the night.

I unpacked the suitcase and put everything away.

Remember the mac & cheese I couldn't eat Wednesday night? I mixed it with a can of Hormel Hot chili with beans, warmed it on the stove and ate about half of that for dinner.

Sidebar: Thanks Jake, sorry Carla...

I deliberately didn't turn on the TV as I knew I was tired. So, I climbed into bed and read until I fell asleep. When my bladder woke me up, I took care of business then turned out the light and went to bed for real.

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