The race took it’s toll on me. Thankfully, less so than others. I bid farewell to the family and flew home last night. In spite of the poor racing conditions, I had a great trip.
I am recovering from a bummy ride home. My Dramamine did not do the trick. They only had one blue bag in all of our three seats. I had to steal one from the bathroom. At home, I discovered that my pizza never was digested. I was discarded into my toilet prior to my going to sleep.
Although I am not at all sore, my head was still aching this morning…so I slept until 2 pm.
Oh boy, sorry about your tummy! Ugh.
Planes and I just don’t get along.