It beats a covered wagon, but still . . .
California to Florida? Five hours in the air – perfectly acceptable, in fact a marvel.
18 Hours of air and airport time over two days for that trip – oh my aching back. (I did accept, indeed quietly and with grace, that on the first flight a 300 pound man chose the middle seat to my left. It happens.)
And so today is about fresh air, newspapers, red grapefruit from my tree and a lot of coffee brewed my way. Plus a nap. And some strawberries I think.
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