Arrived an hour late, so my layover is only four hours, rather than five.
The flight from ATL got caught in what can only be described as a Severe Thunderstorm. On the runway. Awaiting takeoff. They shut down the engines, and opened both the liquor cabinet and the in-flight entertainment. So, I had a Coke and a smile and re-watched the first episode of the third season of Sherlock.
And the plane got blown about a bit.
And the takeoff reallly sucked.
So here I am. Awaiting the final leg to Minot and the hundred mile drive home.
My niece got married today in Colorado. Congratulations to Erin and Alan. Long days and pleasant nights! Your wandering Crazy Uncle John sends his love....
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