Intermission

The boy headed home today, his flight out of Punta Gorda leaving more or less on time.  We enjoyed having his company for a week, but classes begin for winter semester on Monday and he has things to do. 

This was the least busy I have ever seen this airport -- somehow neither of us read the signs and he went through the Pre-Check line -- and it was so quiet nobody made him go back to the regular line.  Thunderstorms rolled through this afternoon, and tomorrow will be another day.