I didn’t make it to the Seattle temple, sad to say, but I got a lot of lesser tasks accomplished during the 25 hours I was on the ground there! I managed to get my new Windows Mobile device resurrected, I finished a couple of projects that have been hanging over my head; I ate Dungeness crab macaroni and cheese (pretty good, on the whole; John dragged me to Hector’s), and I was treated to a glorious sunset on our landing approach over the Great Salt Lake—an infinite number of shades of pink, orange, and gold limning the mountains and reflected in the water. Plus, I thought I’d get home at a semi-reasonable time. Unfortunately, when I got to DTW, National didn’t have a car for me.
After a 45-minute wait, they scraped up a Tahoe, and off I went. I finally stumbled in to my bedroom at about 0245. Not my favorite by any stretch, but it was good to get home sooner than the typical redeye allows. My flight SLC-DTW was delightful again: friendly crew, comfy seats, shiny clean airplane.
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