Bao, waiting. Bao is better at waiting than I am. I fret. Bao sleeps. And we had some long waits. Total travel time between Tucson and Fort Lauderdale, Florida was nearly 20 hours. You could fly to Australia quicker. But Bao was a prince, throughout.

I have discovered that working for American Airlines -- and working for Verizon -- means never having to say you're sorry. This has not been an easy trip. Food poisoning (me, not Bao)Three hours delay in Tucson. Another six hours waiting for the flight that replaced the flight that replaced the flight that was cancelled because of the tornado (or two) in Dallas. And of course, waiting for the Verizon Technical Expert, who doesn't exist. This is why you haven't heard from us. The Verizon Pocket PC will not talk to Blogger. End of story. End of Verizon Pocket PC, which is going back to the store as soon as we get back to Tucson. If you want to blog, stay away from Verizon. Do as I say, not as I did, and save yourself $300.

Southern Fl0rida is pretty much how I remembered it. Humid. Hot. Road rage.

My friend Morag (who is mostly confined to her bed) appears to be making a slow recovery. It's really good to see her again. And Bao has renewed his friendship with Cruise Beagle, who was one of his best friends. So that's nice.

We got here a little past midnight on Tuesday morning, and Bao knew exactly where he was, as soon as we drove through the gates. (We lived here, a couple of years ago. That's how I know Morag. We were neighbors) But Morag has been very ill, and her computer wasn't working, and it only just got sorted out today.

So, just checking in. More tomorrow.