We got in late this afternoon. Instead of flying into San Francisco and then spending several more hours driving home, we landed at the Sonoma County Airport and drove 30 minutes to get home. No flight delays, no rude TSA and decent food.
London was difficult at best. It was almost all business and the closet thing to play was 36 hours of darkness. There was the usual early morning service. When we're stressed it almost seems like a habit rather than full blown passion.
And then we got home and everything just melted away. We had a good work out in the hot tub then joined the guys for dinner. We had pasta with vegetables and grilled wild Salmon. We had cappuccino with a shot of 65 year old James Jamison that Pete found in the wine cellar.
My rectum is quite bothersome tonight.
Least your back ok and I bet the furry tribe were glad to see you. 65 year old Jameson is worth the trip - almost.
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