Deep South

A beautiful day in Atlanta. Waiting on our next flight. All went swimmingly except for perhaps contracting The Panamanian flu. Deanna told me all about her visit and that she had the flu on arrival. Oh I hope not. Cough. 15 and a half hours on a very big plane ahead. Bulkhead seats, no TV screens. I will just have to play Mahjong till my eyeballs roll down the aisle. See you soon. x