-- I am here, even if only in body

So I am finally here in Florida. We didn't end up taking off until 4:30am. The weather was terrible and stormy and *everyone* in the airport last night was stranded. It actually made for a cozy night as all these strangers were stuck in the one restaurant that was open and a bunch of us just started talking, deep conversations about life and philosophy. It was aweseome. I hung out with all these cool people and we exchanged business cards. It was a magical night with magical men and women. (J, you should go to your high school reunion! :)

Once I realized I was stuck for a while, I browsed the airport bookstore and picked up an interesting book: Plato and a Platypus Walk into a Bar -- Understanding Philosophy Through Jokes. It looked interesting.

I was a little worried on the flight as I overheard the stewardesses complaining about how exhausted the crew was, that the pilot had been up 16 hours already and this was his last flight. I was like "um, he's not going to fall asleep on us, is he?"

I barely remember the flight but the sun was rising. When we landed, it took over an hour to get the car b/c Orlando was MOBBED and shortstaffed, then I headed east for the hour drive towards the Cape. I got lost when I was nearing the condo (crappy directions). That's the only time through the whole freaking ordeal that I wanted to scream. I was on the verge of pulling over to sleep because my eyes were swinging and it was getting dangerous to drive, I was thirstier than I'd ever been in my life, my stomach was about to explode AND I was scanning the road like a madwoman for a tiny sign that said "Spanish Main" and could barely see between my blurry eyes and the blazing sun. Good times.

So, I'm here. I'm about to collapse. Sorry about the lack of a personality, my frontal lobe has turned off and all I'm capable of doing right now is breathing and sleeping.