Somewhere Over the Sun

This is my very convoluted flightplan back to Mexico.

At the time of this writing, I am in Cleveland, having fellow passenger-recommended breakfast at Panini’s, and coffee that tastes like cigars (in a good way, somehow). I have a few things planned for these travels, including sending out my last wave of postcards, interacting with plenty of other people, possibly acting as a matchmaker for two airport employees, and doing some more writing (about 600 words written on the flight from Vegas!).

I really love flying.