June 28, 2007

June 28, 2007

We spend the morning packing up, draining all the water, and taking the RV to the storage lot. We catch a cab to the airport and hang out till our planes depart for Chicago. I feel like I was in a comedy skit. I am never in a hurry to board the plane, so when I finally walked up to the jet way with my “group 4” boarding pass, there were only about ten passengers left waiting. Still the ticket agent, who had to be new or really conscientious, went very slowly thru each of the prior seating groups, pausing, looking around, and announcing last call for each one. I had a beer for lunch so I enjoyed the moment.