I'm sitting in the airport. Does that mean my trip has started? I don't think so, not quite anyway. I will relax a bit when I get on the plane, a little more when my plane change in Newark goes smooth. But I really won't relax until I get out of McCarran airport, after the deplaning (which always takes longer than it should), the walk through the airport, the tram ride. Past the link guys who I keep thinking I'll spring for someday, past baggage claim quickly since I'm carrying on, out of those sliding doors. Walk out and get the first taste of that desert air. Goodbye for now, allergies, will pick you up on the way back.
Then I have a cigarette. Because it's been a long flight. And I'm in Vegas. So I can sin a bit.
I'm writing from my phone, so forgive me if it's a bit rough.
I'm @seanbeh3 on twitter, if you are terribly bored.
And thanks for reading.
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