Let’s say this has been an interesting trip to Florida this year for Gay Days.

We did a little too much of the “go, go, go” stuff and we are all worn out. Next time, not so many theme parks and a lot more relaxation between events. I think we slept maybe an average of about six hours a night and were on the go all the others. I think that’s the only “bad” thing about traveling with a large group of friends—there is always something everyone wants to do.

I lost the digital camera and a few days of pictures. I’m still bummed about that. I purchased a “temporary” replacement so I could get some pictures during the days we had left. I bought the camera at a shop on International Drive. I think it “fell off the back of a truck”. And not a damn thing in the entire store had a price tag on it.

I also lost two cellphones (both the husbear’s and mine) at the same time. Luckily the cellphones were later found and returned to us. (My apologies to both Mike and Sorted for not calling—the lost cellphone incident and trying to herd a large group of people to do stuff the whole time killed my free time. I’ll email you both when I return home.)

I also didn’t visit with any of my family while I was down here. I’m sure I will hear about it later when they find out. I started thinking—and I am sure this is going to sound selfish—but they don’t make any effort to come visit me and “my” family. So why should I go out of the way to visit them every time I am down here in Central Florida? Yes I could be the “bigger man” here, but after so many years it has become a little one-sided.

Now the husbear and I are sitting at the Orlando airport waiting on our flights. Our connecting flight from Dallas to Tulsa was cancelled by the airline for “technical reasons”. Lucky we arrived at the airport early—we came early because friends who had to drop off the shared rental car had to catch an earlier flight. We had a friendly and helpful attendant find us seats on a later flight that—so far—hasn’t been cancelled. Now there is severe weather over Dallas, resulting in a delay of our first flight….

I just want to get home and sleep in my own bed.