Sleeping in Airports, Part Deux

UGH! This year I've spent overnights in Cinncinati and now in Denver. I can say that I prefer the fluffy chair of the Starbucks in Cincinnati to the couch I found in Denver and only because the Denver airport had 5 meter tall speakers blaring security warnings every *&&^%% 15 minutes. There was air blowing on me all night so I used my Interbike expo map to keep warm, and covered my head with a schwag t-shirt. My contacts were in the top of my cannondale waterbottle cap tucked into my shoe so I wouldn't accidentally drink them. (done that before). Ahhh, travel. Can't beat it with a stick. Wait, I'd beat it with a 20 ft flaming pole!! Don't make me fly any more!!

The best part of my 30 hour trip home was that I ran into Natalie and her mom in Denver while I was waiting for a flight. We had some coffee then ran into Kelly Benjamin. Kelly and Nat are racing in LA at the track event and were on their way there. That broke up my airport blues for sure. Wonder how they are doing?

So in less than five days I lost my cell phone, got my wallet pickpocketed, took 30 hours to get home when normally it'd be less than 5 and my luggage was awol. Betsy and I have the worst luck flying. She and I decided that we should take a trip TOGETHER, just to see what would happen. Would I get flight insurance? Absolutement!

So sorry I don't have any cool photos for this blog entry. My camera phone had a great photo of a couple of drunks that I was going to post but alas, that was gone early in my trip.

I am home now and have ordered a new cell phone and if my hair isn't too wild tomorrow I'll get a new drivers license. I managed to get some wine at the grocery without any identification. Good thing they know me there. I promised that I was really really my age and they let me go.

Everyone should go a week without a cell phone, i.d., and your underwear then write a blog entry.

See y'all soon.
dq
PS: Wait til you see my Vegas armwarmers!!!