My return

Wed: Woke a little after 7, and a glass of OJ with MB's dad before he had to go to work. Then, back to bed. MB and I got up around 10, and had a mellow morning with her mom. Some cereal. I cleaned out my electric shaver while they talked. This seems to be a Southern thing: the women folk gab while the men do things, or sit quietly. Some packing. Talked to MB's grandfather. He's 96, and not feeling so well, but still quite an inspiration. Watched a short and enjoyable DVD on the Hula dance, while we ate some leftover pizza. And then, it was time to go. Packed the car, said "so long for now" and then drove off. Quite hot out.

En-route to Charleston, I played with the car's AC to try to determine if it could actually keep up with the heat making its way in from outside. Listened to NPR, which somehow was recontextualized by my surroundings. At the rental return, the attendant pointed out that my tank was not full. He gave me directions to the gas station, and I drove off and refueled. Back for returning the car take two, I realized that the attendant still had my rental contract. It didn't wind up being a problem though. I waiting in line for what seemed to be quite a while, made worse by a very impatient woman behind me, who cut in front of me as soon as there was an available attendant.

Checked in, and spent an hour or so catching up on email and web related activities thanks to the airports "for fee" wireless internet. The guitar being built for me by Mike Doolin has been completed. Got a veggie burger and a soda at the little cafe near the waiting area. Then, a puddle jumper to Charlotte. There were many empty seats, so I found one for myself, figuring the woman I'd been sitting next to would enjoy the extra space. This felt like a mini-date, and break-up.

Uneventful flight back to Boston. A large muscled-bound man sat next to me for the two hour leg. I did not enjoy our shoulders touching. Called MB and mom when we touched down. Bags were said to be appearing at carousel A, but then they showed up at carousel D. Slightly scary cab ride home. Cats fine, and house looks good.