We are back in Vegas. We missed our connection (not our fault) and spent the night at a Raddison in Charlotte NC. We were supposed to be back around midnight last night, but got here around one this afternoon. I won’t go into detail about the terrible service and comedy of errors. Not to mention the sickness that has been going on for about four days. I swear it’s a swiftly growing worm like alien that will eat into my brain and lay eggs while I suffer a distressing and ghastly end. Andy disagrees about these grandiose statements as usual, and I hope as usual, he is correct. I wrote about said sickness, but it’s on Andy’s laptop so you’ll be spared the gorry details until later.

We were laughing at the planning of our Florida trip so closely to the Costa Rica trip and what silly people we are. We thought the flight was tomorrow morning when we were laughing. I double checked just now. It’s at 10:54 pm tonight, getting into Tampa at 6:00 am.

I was so looking forward to sleeping in a warm, cushy familiar bed.