On the road again: Austin, day 5

Spam in a can. That's what some of the Mercury astronauts said they were, and that's what I was today on the plane from DFW to RDU. I hate flying coach. Today, for example, the woman next to me spilled into my space, the woman in front of me leaned back, and I had to work, so I ended up typing into my upended notebook.

If I'm ever fabulously wealthy, I will fly only first class.

Still, the flight was both safe and on time, and now I'm home, so everything worked out well.

I've been quite melancholy lately, and I've also been longing for time in Florence, where on my last visit Sarah and I watched daily this video. Enjoy.