Today was a travel day, travelling home. I ended up flying through Atlanta and hanging out at the Delta club there. Airplane clubs are a really fascinating thing; they feel like some sort of anachronism, a holdover from the days of golf country clubs and the Knights of Columbus.
Woke up this morning at the Strubles and rode to the airport with Matt; stopped by McDonalds. The meal that I order which in the bay area costs about $11 cost about $6.50 there. I guess that’s one reason people live there!
It felt really good to be home and to fall asleep in my own bed. I ended up having to walk all the way home with my 50 lb. bike box because both Lyft and Uber are, apparently, really low on drivers. Nobody wants to drive or work in fast food restaurants anymore!
