Kevin's musings

The evil friday kept going. I managed to get on the next flight, which
was packed, which was good. Got into Houston around 11pm, and
quickly headed down to the bagage claim. Waited while all the
bags came out, and mine didn’t appear. So, I started walking to
the counter to ask about it and noticed my bag sitting in a pile
of other bags. I thought they weren’t supposed to send a bag on
a plain that the passenger wasn’t on, but it sure looked like my
bag caught the flight I missed.

Getting the rental car was pretty painless, and finding the hotel
wasn’t too bad either. As a final farewell to friday, my sandal
fell apart in the parking lot of the hotel and I had to limp
into the hotel.