We're at the San Diego International Airport waiting for our flight. It's now 8:45 this time -- 11:45 by my watch (still bemoaning the time change thing, don't get me started). We board at 10:30, which is really 1:30 in the morning, so I'm sure I'll be half-coherent when I get to my seat. That's fine -- it'll be better for everyone if I'm not too wide awake. The flight is only 4 hours. I thought it would be longer, so that's a delightful surprise. We'll make up for it in Atlanta, though, where we'll have a 4-hour layover before our next flight to Charleston. Ah well. In all, it's not so bad -- in roughly the same amount of time it took us to drive to Augusta we'll be in Atlanta.
No photos to post yet because I'm not sure where the USB cable is to upload the photos. If I locate it before we take off, I'll pop them up -- although it won't be very interesting: just another airport.
It's been a great visit. Lots of time holding, hugging and kissing my grandbaby. The car got here so Connie has wheels. All important. But it'll be good to get home too. I'm sure our poodle and cats miss us.
More later if time allows...
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