Home again

My trip home was not nearly as much of an adventure as my trip getting to Houston. I can walk on my own now, without the aid of crutches, so this trip just involved a lot of waiting.

I waited for my flight from Houston to Dallas. I waited in Dallas to see if I could fly standby on the next flight to St. Louis, which would get me home 2 hours earlier. I couldn’t. So I waited 2 hours (and did homework because I couldn’t find electricity to feed my hungry laptop) until my originally scheduled flight boarded. Then they held the plane 20 minutes for about 10 people who were being driven over from a (late) flight that landed in another terminal. When I got to St. Louis, I (and my roommate who picked me up) waited for my checked luggage at one carousel and then went to wait for my crutches at another.

I did get some interesting looks when, upon entering the airport at Houston, I pulled out a roll of masking tape and proceeded to tape my crutches together. The looks got stranger when I pulled out a sharpie and started writing on the roll of tape. I put my surname, my cell phone number and my address on a length of tape to attach to the leg of one crutch (incientally, all that information is about 1.5x the circumference of the standard roll of masking tape).

It’s good to be home. I’ve got a couple of posts in the pipeline, about this morning’s session and other such things, but they’ll have to wait until tomorrow. Right now, my bed (not a hotel bed) is calling me.

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