Journey of the Journeyman

The flight from Boston to Cincinnati got delayed due to, first,  security reasons and then, they realized that somebody forgot to put the checked in luggage into the hold of the plane. Missed the connection to Milwaukee. An unholy motley crew: Ben, an attorney from Tennessee (the most mild-mannered lawyer you'd see), Dave, an ex-jail supervisor from Tennessee and me. Fought and negotiated a fully-paid night stay at the Marriott including meals. This is the biggest bed and the largest pillows I have ever seen. The bed might eat me up at night. I am scared.

The title of this post -- that's what the elderly driver of the Marriott pick-up shuttle spoke into the wireless communications device just after we left the airport.

Earlier in the day, met Santanu. Pics from his Nikon over here.