Today was a traveling day. I was a ramblin' man, so to speak. Even more important, it was the first day of vacation! So got up about 8am and finished packing, showered, hung out with my dad, all that good stuff. Then off to pick up Willow by 10:30am. Back to my house, load up the car, say goodbye to the parents and off to the airport. No major problems at the airport. Willow's real name is a very common name so he couldn't get his boarding pass the night before on the computer, he had to get it that morning at the airport. Weird, I had no idea. Then he got picked for one of those random bag checks by the TSA. Not a problem though, he didn't have any liquids or anything. Then a 4 hour flight sitting in the middle seat. Sigh. All for my friend. He wanted the window, it was a crowded flight and he wanted me next to him instead of a stranger because it was the first time he had flown in 20 years. Sigh. I hate the middle. Especially on a long-ish flight. I survived, he survived, but I am going to do my best not to do that for the return flight. One of my favorite things happened, in regards to flying. It was heavy overcast, a little rain, when we took off. I love when you finally break through the clouds and into the bright blue sky above with the sun shining. We arrived in Denver, Ken met us at the gate because he works in the airport so he can do that. Then our other snag. The car rental place was out of cars. Nuts. But I did my best to stay cool and not yell at the poor guy at the counter. It wasn't his fault, you know? Doesn't do any good to bitch at him. So I was nice and in return he was so grateful that I didn't yell at him or anything, so then I felt good. Not a big deal really, not having a car right away since Ken was there. He took us to the house then out to this great chinese restaurant. Then a little bit of grocery shopping and home again. The three of us stayed up for a little while, just hanging out and bullshitting. But I was so tired by 10pm here, 12 midnite back home, that I had to go to bed!