Homeward Bound

My healthy pre-plane breakfast this morning.

It's just like the movie. Only I'm human. And taking a plane.

Well, this is officially the farthest I've been uptown (128th st). I have to take the train all the way to the upper east and then transfer to the M60 bus to get put to Laguardia out in Queens (yes, it's a straight shot north from Bkln, but for some reason transport between those two boroughs is nearly nonexistent). So, I'm on the train. Thinking about home and counting down the legs (and hours) until I'm back in Seattle (3 and 12 respectively).

Can't wait to see how big Ben has gotten and be back in a city where I know where everything is. Can't wait to see my family and friends. And catch up. And have no work for 9 days. And celebrate the season. And see movies. And watch the Hawks clinch the NFC West. And just be HOME. Sooooooooon!

T-minus 12 hours.