Got my shit together, and jumped in the car with chaosreality a little early, because I was hungry and impatient. Grabbed some food and off I went. Check-in was smooth, and I had about 2 hours to kill. Doncha love air travel, nowadays? Everyone is jumpy and twitchy, and it's a whole lot of hurryhurryhurrywaaaaiiiit.
Eventually, we were boarding the plane. I always request the exit row, for more leg room, but I had a middle seat. Still, no big deal, and ended up chatting with the lady next to me for the whole trip, just gabbing about everything in the world. Very nice person, friendly. Made the four-hour flight go by pretty quick.
Land, fire up the phone, call swanwhite to let her know I'm safe, then find dravengodvamp. For those of you who have never been to Houston George Bush Airport, it's about the size of a small city. I get a text from Doug tellign me where he is, and eventually, I found the area. 'Course, then I had to find HIM, but that wasn't too bad.
Off we drive into the night. I gotta tell you, it has been a very long time since I've been anwhere that I could not see moutains on the horizon. I knew Texas was flat, but knowing it and seeing are are two different things. That's pretty much Texas for you: wide open and flat.
Now, I haven't really eaten since that morning food (airplane food hardly counts), so we stop and grab a burger. Manage to get to his place in Freeport a couple hours later. I finally get to meet Felicia, Doug's girl, when the phone rings, and Doug's sister tells him that she and a friends are at a local joint having margaritas, and we're back out the door.
That led to me meeting a good chuck of the family. Doug, Felicia and I meet up with his sister RaeAnn and her friend Sunny, and we're later joined by his other sister Sabrina and her girlfriend, and then his Mom shows up. I dunno how many margaritas i had, but I know that e shut the place down...we finally realized that the place had officially closed about an hour and a half ago, and off we headed for home.
We sat up talking and laughing and telling stories until 2 in the morning, and finally crawled off to bed. Why I'm awake again at 7:30, I have no idea, but there you go. Tell you one thing, it sure is nice to smell the South sea air...an aroma I didn't realize I'd missed, until it hit me last night.