Epilogue

Couple of posts ago I said that sleep on the plane would be needed. Had no idea how accurate that would be. We had noon flight from Heathrow after 4 am wake-up and 7:30 flight from Copenhagen. Ninety minutes after take-off, after rounds of drinks and getting the appetizer, I lean back in my chair feeling very, very comfortable. The next thing I knowed (shoutout to Bob), I wake up, look at my watch…and it’s EIGHT p.m. straight-up! I had just slept over 6 hours! I flip on my tv screen to “Journey” to check the map and see that we’re over Arkansas…an hour from home. I have never felt so refreshed in all my life. Not to mention eliminating the clock watching on a long flight like that.

Of course the poor people that walked off that flight with bags under their eyes because of my snoring were wondering what the hell had just happened to them. First time in my life I ever slept like that on a plane. I attribute it to the British Airline seats that allow you to “raise your window” so you’re isolated from your seat mate (Cindy was on a different flight home.)Photo below was taken just before the snoozefest.

At any rate, home now and wonderful to be here surrounded by family today. Great to see everyone and catch-up on everything that’s going on in their lives. Matthew is on the brink of just skipping walking and going straight to running. The Rangers looked just like they did 4 weeks ago when I left, not sure what all the fuss has been about.

Got nothing left to say for now. (Hit the “Applause” sign.)

Thanks for tuning in. Everyone have a great week and knock’em dead.