honey-mooning -- the honeymoon's over!

Well, yesterday was a little bittersweet. it was the last day of our trip, but we were going home to see our kitties and to be able to eat home cooked meals. It was also an entire day of travel (arrive airport SF time at 10 am and land MPLS time at 9 pm), which was a bit grueling.

We checked out of the Andrews and arrived at the airport way earlier than we needed to, and promptly got to sit around for a little over 2 hours before our plane boarded. then it was on to Salt Lake City airport for a layover of a little more than an hour. I have to say that if you can avoid it do not layover in the SLC airport. Salt Lake City must be the most poorly planned airport...ever. They have so many gates crammed into such a small area that there is always a huge crowd of people (literally elbow to elbow) standing and sitting at all times. Also, they have an automated announcement system which is constantly shouting out information. With all the gates so close, it is hard to tell what is being said about which flight, there is just this constant drone of a mechanical voice chirping along in a sing-songy way. What a headache! While there we had a wonderful lunch/dinner of airport food. (Not!) Liane at a deli, which ended up being to better choice than the cheese pizza and breadsticks I got from Pizza Hut.

Finally our flight to Minneapolis was ready, and it was time for the final lag of our journey home. Luckily we arrived about 20 minutes early into Minneapolis and after a lengthy wait for our bags (not sure where they disappeared to from the plane to the baggage area - but they took forever to arrive). My mom picked us up just outside the baggage claim area and we were on our way home to unwind and see our kitties. It was such a relief -- and in someways a big let down after all the excitement of the wedding, the gift opening, our travels/trip.

It took us a while to unwind, so we unpacked a little and sat around with our kitties and watched a bizarre "documentary" about Harvey Darger. It was disturbing, fascinating and compelling all at once. Harvey Darger was a gentleman with mental issues who documented his life and imaginary life in incredible detail - creating two huge novels, one being 15,000 pages (typed) single space and the other sequel ending unfinished after about 8,000 pages. Then there was the autobiography that was 13 volumes or so. He also kept detailed notes on the weather, his thoughts - deeds and religious experiences and ideas. He was obsessed with little girls, seemingly in a benign fashion, creating fictional worlds and countless sketches, images and illustrations with them at the center.

Also heard that Peter Jennings had died of lung cancer. Always surreal when someone who has played such a role in describing/bringing world events into America's livingrooms passes on.

That is it for us for the time being but we will definitely add to this wherever our travels take us.