Epic?

It's usually about the time I'm cramming my 6'3" frame into a cramped coach seat that I wish I had paid for an upgrade.  O' well, The good news is we are on the road, or tarmac. Whatever.   

Airports are interesting places.  Each one is different but they all feel the same.  Hard seats bolted together, down graded fast food, the smell of pent up, tense people dreading the impending walk down the jet-way to there tiny little seat on a great big beer can with wings. in case you are wondering, Cincinnati is no different.

I wonder how Sean is faring.  While my day started at 0400 this morning he had a red eye from San Francisco last night at 2300.  Ouch.  We'll see if I find him asleep at the gate or in a bar.  It's hard to believe we wont land in Cape Town until 2040 tomorrow.  Besides the return flight I hope this is the only epic part of our trip.