Who knew a two hour flight could be like Gilligan's three-hour tour.
Jax managed to exhaust everyone before slipping into semi-slumber. Ethan sacked out for a bit. I tried to listen to my Ipod, but the interruptions were continuous.
A cell phone was lost and after an exhaustive search, which included the restrooms, was found under the seat where the owner was sitting.
The sun was shining at altitude. And it promises to be a great day.
U-huh
Bob Doan
Elkridge, MD
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