My time at the Guadalajara airport finally ended yesterday at 2:30 pm
My cowardly lion badge of courage and I shuffled around from one part of the airport to another.
we saw a sweet little boy playing with his baby Jesus. Taken straight out of his manger and into the Guadalajara airport. guess he had a plane to catch. I wondered where he was headed.
I enjoyed watching some roughhousing among the spirited airport crew.
In my final hour when I couldn’t keep my eyes open a second longer I amused myself by finger sketching on the iPad. My delirious chuckling kept me awake.
At last the little band of weary travelers from our doomed aeromexico flight dragged ourselves aboard continental into the first class cabin. We were beaming, chattering, eager to eat our lunch, and sleep.
By 5:30 pm I was in a warm car rolling towards home through still foggy streets.
Happy New Year gentle readers. I am drinking coffee and going outside to sit in the sun of my back patio. I have a long glorious week of vacation left. Want to reflect on the budding of the new year. All the potential for starting anew…
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