I guess I should wrap up the rest of my vacation tales. Later this week I will work on creating those “best of” photo pages, but for now, you just get text.
I got home last night about midnight, and had a visitor when I got there, so I didn’t get much sleep. But that’s normal, so I can’t complain.
Let’s see, where did I leave off? I think it was the boat trip. It was a beautiful hazy day, and not much of a day for taking pictures, so I just relaxed. The Atlantic was choppy, but for some reason, boats don’t make me sick like the airplanes do. The food was very good on Bailey Island, and if you’re ever in Maine, you should try it, although the entire island smells like a cross between an outhouse and burned fishsticks. But I guess that’s the price you pay for having a fishing community right there.
Later Friday night, we went into town just long enough to pick up some chowder, and then went back and watched TV. I was still recovering from the long drive back from Acadia on Thursday night. Saturday some of the gang went up to Boston and I stayed at the hotel and worked. I know, all work no play… But it had to be done.
I picked up some cute tshirts for “Lynne’s” toddler. I wanted to get him one that had a picture of a lobster in a boiling pot, and another lobster is getting ready to be put in, and he’s saying “Bob, how’s the water? Bob!? BOB!?” It made me laugh, but it seemed to cruel for a baby to be wearing it. They also had a Harvard sweatsuit in a toddler size, but “Lynne” wants him to go to MIT, so I just got some generic “Maine” shirts instead.
Sunday we drove back into Boston and went straight to the airport. We had food at “Wolfgang Puck’s” in the airport, and then sat and waited. The first flight went off without a hitch, but the connection in Kentucky was delayed to wait for another connecting flight. We finally got in to the Kansas City airport about 10:30. The Delta Baggage Gestapo (DBG) was there, standing on top of the baggage claim, throwing the bags in some kind of “pile driver” maneuver. I guess they have abandoned abusing your luggage behind closed doors, and now they just do it whenever they want. She also thought it would be fun to yell at the customers, which resulted in a near-riot. The Southwest person was horrified by the DBG’s horrible attitude.
I’m pretty sure I know now why Delta lost 2 billion dollars in the past two months while Southwest has continued to be freakishly profitable, even after 9/11. It’s all about the attitude.
Anyway, I’m home now, and all is well with the world.