Had I found Key West earlier in life, I'd still be there.
Living next door to Joey Finch.
But then I never would have met Sarah.
It makes one stop and ponder ...
Regardless, today Sarah and I are heading to Key West today to see Joey Finch and Bill and it just doesn't get any frigging better.
It all works out in the end.
I should be writing but I'm rubbing Sarah's firm tan leg, having just spent the free drink tickets John Branigin gave us, watching the water get lighter and lighter out of the plane's window.
Burning the last of our miles, this flight costs us $10 each.
Savannah to Atlanta to Key West.
No wonder the airline industry is messed up!
Fly north to fly south?
I have to ask Angela Barras Brackett about this.
She runs the Savannah/Hilton Head International Airport (an oxymoron if there ever was one!).
It doesn't matter, Angie's doing the best she can.
Actually I had little to do with the purpose or planning of this trip.
Well, except I told Joey we'd be back soon.
This is Sarah's trip
She signed up to run races ... knows I love Key West, Ernest Hemingway and Joey Finch so she signed up and we're on our way.
There's no real point to this story, other than what I've already said.
So ... in conclusion ... have a really good weekend!
And if Angela gets the international part of the Savannah/Hilton Head Airport actually meaningful ... come join us!