Sitting in Airports

Here we go! 

Reno:

I'm sitting here in the Reno Airport and the plane's going to be here in 3 minutes. I'm looking around and there's not even a person that looks like someone I know. Wait until I get to Costa Rica. 

I decided to get this thing going now because it's going to be a huge part of documenting my travels and keeping my peeps in the loop. By the way, if you have the choice of Sushi at Sushi Pier or Flaming Wok in the Meadow Wood Mall as your last meal before leaving, choose Sushi. I just didn't think I had enough time. The Wok sucks! Now I don't know when the next time is going to be for me to get Sushi. I hear they eat a lot of Sea Bass in Costa Rica, Mmmm. Oh well, Rice and Beans are calling my name- it's gonna be delicious!

Now it's off to Seattle, complete opposite direction, but that's what I have to do. I have a 2 1/2 hour  layover there, so I might as well write a little more then. 

Later.

Seattle:

It's now 9pm and I'm in Seattle. I'm sitting at the same bar I did when I went fishing to Alaska. When you're going to Alaska, stopping in Seattle would make sense. I pretty much just traveled to the furthest point in the U.S. away from Costa Rica, excluding Alaska, maybe Maine. Who knows, Hawaii might even be closer than were I am right now. Oh well, the waitress behind my is singing a cool country song. Good times. 

Well, I'm bored. Next stop is Atlanta! I need another Beer!

Atlanta:

Atlanta=that point where you've been up for so long that everything is funny, President Obama's preview of his inauguration, and a thick Southern drawl. No more airport entry's.