Singing Potatoes
Sunday, 16 November 2003
Home Again

We got up, repacked, and had a big breakfast at the Cracker Barrel near our hotel. Karen was able, for the first time on our trip, to have a Diet Coke in a restaurant (apparently, the Cincinnati/Indianapolis area is controlled by Pepsi). I've got to say, I took scant notice when Florida passed its "no smoking in restaurants" law, but after months of smoke-free eating, I certainly noticed the difference when we were seated right next to the smoking section. Bleh.

Read Terry Pratchett's Night Watch on the way back. As our (nearby) friends were all otherwise occupied, we took a cab home from the airport from the Stand And Deliver Taxi Service (well, that wasn't its name, but at $1.75 per mile, it should have been). The cats seemed remarkably happy to see us. By some miracle, the power had not gone out while we were away, so the VCR had managed to record everything properly.

It's good to be home again, where I can comfortably walk around outside in mid-November wearing a T-shirt. Though I'll bet Karen would disagree with that sentiment, as she loved the cold weather.

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Night Watch! Isn't that a good book?
Yes indeed. I also discovered that I've completely missed a book in the series, so I'll have to go pick that one up as well.

I wonder when he'll be taking the piss out of Harry Potter...