Here I is in the Mcallen International Airport (anything 3 miles from the Mexican border is international). I’m at gate 2 (there are now about 6 gates in all. In the whole airport). My friends Craig & Melinda (and their very cool daughter) drove me down here and accepted all the half-used bottles of condiments and probably-not-rotten vegetables from my fridge. I paid $25 extra for a second checked bag (Daddy, is it true that you used to be able to check two bags with no extra charge? And they would feed you on the plane?)
Oh. A lady just walked by me with a cat carrier, but I think it contained parakeets. Interesting.
Anyway, the ticket agent uttered the dreaded word “weather.” I may miss my connection in Houston, Cleveland, or both. She said she’d try to pre-book me on alternate flights out of Cleveland, just in case.
This might be a long day. Or, I might arrive exactly when I was supposed to. I’m hoping for option B, of course.

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