To celebrate 25 years of marriage, Sally and I planned a trip to San Francisco. Just like our honeymoon 25 years ago, we delayed our celebration until the month of October. We planned for a mid-day flight out of Tampa and spent the morning in a marathon laundry folding party, packing, taking Max to the vet, etc. Steve Crawford kindly rode us to the airport and after coffee and scones, we boarded the flight to Minneapolis. This isn’t the most direct route to the West Coast. With Sally’s tenuous love of flying we debated a bit the wisdom of flying North before flying West, but after a short time in the Twin Cities we connected to our flight to San Fran. The weather is clear and the flight should be smooth. Should be a glorious few days together.