day 7 San Antonio to Houston, TX – 380 Miles We had another great night planned with more television-related acquaintances, this time with friends Pat, Vicki and their beautiful seven month old daughter Kaitlyn. Pat is an Emmy Award winning audio mixer for ESPN, who had worked on...
Day 8 Houston, TX to New Orleans, LA – 424 Miles Cooing and hamming it up, Kaitlyn stole the show and our hearts during breakfast. I wished we had more time to spend, but with Fiona’s flight landing in New Orleans at five thirty, we had to get moving. Pat led us around...
Day 9 New Orleans, LA to Pensacola, FL – 215 miles With only six hundred fifty miles to go, we felt we could sleep in late. The hangovers from the night before in no way influenced that decision. Of course, my idea of late, hangover or not is about eight, so I was up before anyone else. I...
day 10 Pensacola to Orlando, FL – 488 Miles Once again, Abi had his gear loaded and ready before Fiona and I came down at the agreed on time. “Dude, what the hell? Every single day I’ve come down on time, and every single day you’ve already been loaded up and ready to go...
If it’s Wednesday, I must be delayed in some generic airport, some generic place in this country. And it must be time to endure more stupidity, courtesy of the automatons from the TSA. This actually happened to me about ten minutes ago: I hand my ticket and drivers license to a...