I'm back home, running the air conditioner on high. The final part of the return trip was without incident; I even got a primo seat, just behind the first class section. The unplanned stay at the Super 8 in Irving was pleasant enough, albeit not under the best of circumstances. The storms that delayed everything fired up again shortly after I checked in and continued for another hour; heavy downpours, thunder and lightning, you know the type. After I checked in here I sent out for a large pizza, ate the whole thing (first food I'd had in about 18 hours), and went to bed. Not a bad hotel, not bad at all.
