Same old story, hurry up and wait. We are sitting in the airport waiting for another hour to catch the flight to Atlanta, then on to Stuttgart.
Everything has been a piece of cake so far...checked in online, self-serve luggage check-in, everything in place. Traveling is so much easier than it used to be, even though there are so many more precautions and restrictions.
Chris was a wonderful chaffeur of three women. Shalyn Marsh and Lana Kraus are also students at Washburn that I have been enjoying getting to know. So there we were, all scrunched in the Elantra with the suitcases barely fitting in the trunk. (Sidebar--Lana and I have exactly the same suitcase, so I had to tie a ribbon on mine so I could identify mine.)
The smell of the onion rings from the guy sitting across from me is making my stomach hurt. The two eggs for breakfast have already worn off. Guess that bag of trail mix is calling my name.
I better sign off for now. Atlanta is my next stop.
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