Et Maintenant, Mes Enfants, Un Jeu de Chercher L'Ours...

So, Thursday I head off to the west. I spend Wednesday night in a hotel near the airport, as my flight is bright and early. Gack. Hang around Atlanta for nearly 5 hours. Laugh at the Sky Mall magazine. Try to decide between "Steakhouse Platter" or "Chicken du Jour" and get presented with something as yet unidentified by modern forensics.

Ah, the joys of travelling...! ;-{)}