Fairfield Inn Greenville-Spartanburg Airport
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Our first day will be traveling. I leave from GSP at 7am and arrive at Dulles around 10:30 am. I'll leave for Italy at 3:30pm Flight from GSP to Charlotte was short and sweet. On my way now to Dulles. I am going to have to get my baggage then head to ticketing and go through airport security all over again. What a ...
... okay to visit. He is doing a new radiation treatment and tires very easily. We promised to stay for 15-20 minutes. Sam and I have always been super close; I consider him more a (much) older brother than a cousin and she said he'd be thrilled to see us.
We started driving. It was a beautiful day. About the time we got to Georgia we realized that we needed to get a hotel room for the night in Greenville. Let's hear it for ...
... find my rhythm on these surfaces and I am forced to move slower than the speeding cars around me, I think "Soon it will be different". Soon I will wake up thousands of miles away from home, with everything I need to survive with for the next 4.5 months in a 48 liter backpack. I will be no where around, but my family and friends will continue with their lives, my bandmates will continue to make music, Spartanburg SC will continue on. and I ...
We traveled from Aunt Peggy & Sheldon's house to Henderson, NC. I rode criss-cross applesauce all the way to our hotel. Mom drove. It rained the first half of the way.
Aunt Roz's family is from Hartwell, GA. We crossed over lake Hartwell on our way into SC. In SC, we went passed Clemson University.
Uncle Grady was a cheerleader for Clemson University more than 50 years ago.
We stopped at Cinco De Mayo ...
... As I said before I was getting sick so breathing was hard enough as it was but as the night went on my nasal cavities were confused... one minute I was all stuffed up and couldn't breathe. The next was like a river flowing out of my face... to top all that off my feet were numb even with wool socks on! Sleep didn't exactly occur.
It's my own fault. I knew a few days before that I was catching something... but the want ...