Flight out of Denver. Nice sunny day. No issues.
Once in Dallas, stopped for a beer and some bbq.
Not bad. Not bad at all.
Then more airplane. And more airplane. We landed at 12:10am. I will disregard that this is now Day 1. Customs was a breeze. Some kid picked us up and we drove to the hotel in silence. Well, there was some modern music on the radio, I guess. I am tired. I don't even know the name of the hotel, but it seems nice. I do know it's on a hill. I assume Dad is already asleep. Fortunately, we don't have an early flight to Coca tomorrow, so we've ordered a 7am wake-up call and will have time for breakfast before the adventure really begins.
