Friday afternoon greetings from Greater Cincinnati International Airport, which is actually in Kentucky. As some of you heard, Richard discovered shortly after we arrived in Philadelphia that he'd lost his car keys and I don't carry my keys when we travel. We collected our luggage, had lunch, and he's at the car waiting for the AAA locksmith to arrive with new keys. If I disappear abruptly, it's because he's called to tell me he's on his way to pick me up.
Meanwhile, I'm enjoying a nonfat vanilla latte at Starbucks and charging my phone and iPad.