17 shots, 2 months, and 1 pack later we arrive at that nervous point where we keep asking ourselves over and over, "did we do enough?" Sleep seems like an afterthought, a destination that will be reached much later. Still more to do. Only in a short our friend mike, will swing by taking this computer with him. So starts true forward movement, one with no regards or notion as to what will be done or go to next. The only prayer I have is to make it through TSA with no snags. Hope someone out there's listening to that one.
Eric
