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Dorothy was right. There's no place like home. Even seeing the scattered lights of Sacramento from the plane was comforting. A successful trip I think. Productive, amazingly fun, educational - and a time warp. The trip felt like I was gone forever, and yet, it was over in a blink. I did SO MUCH. I naively thought I'd blog during my trip. HA!

Next time I take a big trip I will do my best to travel light. I thought I trimmed down compared to my last international travels (no industrial strength hair dryer for example) and yet my bags were still too damn heavy. The airlines were nice enough to lighten my load on the way back and by the time I had to go through U.S. customs they had lost 2 of 3 bags. Quite a feat. One is/was somewhere in Denver, and one is/was somewhere in Germany - laptop included. I can't even log on to my work email to say I won't be working... Today they should be hand delivered to the house. Thankfully I don't need any of it for several days.

But the trip home was not a total loss. The stewardess asked me and the girl next to me if we wanted the exit aisle on our flight from Denver to Sacramento (and she asked if we were both older than 15 -- uh....yes...). Then the gentleman across the aisle leaned over bribing us with a $100 not to take the exit row because he wanted it. After much declining, and him not getting the exit seat because it was given to a 3rd party not aware of these negotiations, he insisted on us taking the money anyway. Uh, whatever dude. J.T. and I drove straight to Mikuni sushi had a nice dinner.
posted by hbt at 2:21 PM