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So, not much more happened beyond the last update while I was there. I did eat her spaghetti, and it was delicious. She seemed to think I would have a problem with it being more meat than sauce, but I'd have to say I very much prefer it that way actually. Greg sat back and watched the game between the San Francisco 49ers and the St. Louis Rams, but I was uninterested in that one, for what I would think are obvious reasons.
We played a couple more games of Life, I think I won at least one of them, then they finally decided to reveal that there was still a little more of my birthday cake remaining. While I got my face full of chocolate, we sat around the table talking about life and what we wanted out of it, pretty good times. Then Vicki and I went to play music and sing and chat yet some more until nearly 2:30, when we decided to call it a night.
For some reason, this night seemed to last forever! I kept waking up periodically, once every two hours or so, and at around 8 I woke to the sound of pouring rain! I was like oh no, cause I thought it would mean I might get stuck in Flint another day. Airtran loves to delay for even the tiniest occurrence.
This didn't happen though. I scarfed down another bowl of spaghetti at near 12, then we had a cab come to whisk me away to the airport. Vicki had already left though to run some errands with her mother, so Greg had to help me out to the cab. I was surprised that this ride only cost me $12, although it definitely felt longer than the one on Thursday.
Both the rides to Atlanta and Charlotte were largely uneventful this time. I was beside a couple coming out of Flint, but they seemed reluctant to talk to me so I spent much of the flight trying to fight with that Pac Mate so that I could do more reading. I really am going to have to send it in, which doesn't make me happy at all. Then we ran like mice through the huge Atlanta airport and had to hop that train again, but when I got to my seat I discovered that I still had 20 minutes until the next flight. I was relieved, to say the least. I met a lady who said she was flying to Gulfport Mississippi to be with her daughter as she delivered a child, because her daughter's husband was serving overseas. It was so loud in that place I could hardly hear anything! This cute, bouncy lady named Marianne came to help me onboard and I headed home.
Once I got to Charlotte, the agents seemed reluctant to help me reclaim my bag, so a nice lady asked her husband to find it, as she said her vision was blurry. She told me she was having a difficult time adjusting to going blind, and I gave her some suggestions as to whom she could talk to about it. I know how adjusting to stuff is, believe me. I finally got a cab and was home!
It was a long trip, but I think I fairly enjoyed myself. I love traveling and meeting new people out there along the way, and going to see good friends just makes it that much better. Hopefully there'll be more where that came from in my future.