The last morning in the fridge I found Natural Bliss next to a nice firm cucumber. Wonder if I would have enjoyed my trip more if I had, er, um, utilized this combination.
We had a rainstorm the day before I got on a plane, and the clay got all stirred up. Apparently it was reaching Charlotte the same time I was.
This might be the Grand Canyon, but how can you be sure when you're in a plane? All I know is around Phoenix it began to look like home...
I was glad to board that 3rd plane set to land in PDX; had been a long time since I had seen so many different colored faces. By the time my 14 hours of travel came to an end I was positively glowing to be back where it was misty wet.