Oct 06, 2007
Here I sit at McCarran International. I am about to head for home. I miss the gang. I miss the hornet. I miss the open road, the mountains, the twists, the turns and Dad's commentary. Around me, everyone seems oblivious to the fact that I am one of the Ramblin Raasch's. I am just one of the masses. The airport is cold and sterile. I don't even know the guy who will disconnect my sewer system. How sad is that! I am surrounded by Pizza Hut, Burger King and TCBY. I want mom's coffee that was so beloved by our AAA angel. I want my Kashi and mom's potato salad. I want to sit on my cooler and watch the road with my brother driving, my mommy navigating and my dad hanging on for dear life. I am summoned back to life by responsiblity however. We have dinner plans on Friday and Jackie has her first dance so I am off to home. Amy's invite was so very tempting, but I must return to where I started from a week ago. I am looking forward to hearing more adventures and seeing the pictures.....