I flew back to Colorado Springs last night for the holiday weekend. I’ll return to Pocatello on Monday evening and back to work on Tuesday. Since most of my normal day-to-day things are in the RV in Pocatello, I kind of feel like I’m "visiting", rather than returning "home". It’s kind of a strange feeling!

The trip was somewhat eventful. A strong storm was moving through southeastern Idaho on Friday and it had rained off and on for most of the day. The flight out of Pocatello was delayed by about 20 minutes and was a very bumpy ride into Salt Lake City. The airplane is a small twin-engined turboprop that holds less than 30 people. There were five of us brave souls on the flight. In Salt Lake City, only one runway was open for business and all departures and arrivals had to use that one runway. Consequently, everything was running late. My flight to Colorado Springs was delayed by an hour, meaning that I didn’t get here until after 11 p.m. The flight to Colorado Springs was completely full as an earlier flight had cancelled. Once we got east of the Wasatch Front, the weather cleared up and the ride was uneventful for the rest of the trip.

We spent this morning doing errands and small things. We met up with our next door neighbors, Pam and Gary, for an early dinner at an Italian restaurant on the east side of town. We’ve eaten there once before and found the food to be very good. Our second visit confirmed our first time there. The food was very good and the conversation was lovely. It just may happen that we’ll arrange to do a Mediterranean cruise with them in a year or so. They’re very fun people to be with and have very good standards.

Meanwhile, I’m very tired. I was hoping to spend some time in the hot tub before going to bed tonight, but I think it’s too windy to be comfortable out there. I’ll check it out in a half hour to make sure. In the meantime, I’m going to visit the family room!