So I’m back in Edmonton. It was a very easy trip this time. I didn’t have to get up at the crack of dawn, but a more sedate 7:00. No fat people were sitting next to me while in the air. I have been under the impression that the first piece of luggage out of the carousel never belongs to anyone and is just “bait-luggage”, but surprisingly, it was mine. And my second piece of luggage was the tenth one out. Airport shuttle took me as close to home as possible. And now I’m back and the computer is working.
Best line of the trip was heard over the airport shuttle radio. “If anyone sees Brad Pitt, I need an autograph.”