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Day 8:
Up ass-early as promised, and luckily my internal alarm clock failed to let me get a good five hours of sleep because my cel phone alarm failed to go off. Showered the best I could without a shower curtain (it arrives on Monday...) and roused WR so she and I could sit at the table and blink with great bleariness and in sympathy before I got picked up to go to the airport.
Even at six in the morning, the heat and humidity are a palpable thing. I'm sure everyone knows this, but when I walk out the door it's like somebody drops a bag of drippy sweaty sand on me. It's a very physical sensation, like being hit.
So the guy only tried to talk to me about two-thirds of the way to the airport. I'm considering starting out any taxi-like ride with "If you do not speak to me, I have a good tip to give you." (The driver in New Orleans is a notable exception.)
Today's flights went pretty well, all in all, no big delays and no big incompetence. The movie thing was broken on the flight to Phoenix, so there was no movie, but I caught an earlier flight to San Jose and saved myself four hours. Which caught my housemate by surprise, because today is the day that I call people when they're in the shower.
I have lots of TiVo to watch, lots of laundry to do, and a long hot soaking bath to have because I'm really sore, and my head hurts--maybe caused by congestion or a lack of caffeine, now that I've gotten used to having Coke on a regular basis again.

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