I'm writing from somewhere over the Pacific Ocean. I've had a great GF dinner
of salad, steak, potatoes, veges, and fresh fruit (thank you Air Canada), a
passable French Bordeaux, and PJ Perry's saxophone is hitting familiar notes on
my iPod. It's an 10-hour flight to Vancouver, but with customs and immigration,
followed by another flight, it will be late afternoon before I arrive in
Edmonton. To my own bed which given the hour (6:30 am in Edmonton; 10:30 pm
Korea time) will be early. There are stories to tell and photos to sort; and
hopefully a few more posts to come as I catch up. Home.
PS. Vancouver has a new self-check in process. Whew. That was fast. Brrrr... it's cold. To bed.
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