Up at oh dark thirty, get dressed, put final objects in suitcases, sit on suitcase for final closure. Headed for the Asheville airport. Pulling out of the neighborhood , last site of the docks with fog on the lake gracing the boats. Headed south on 107 then at the Crossroads of Cashiers take a left on 64, and off we go away from the mountains and a hour + drive to Asheville. it is such a nice experience to leave from the middle size airports. Atlanta airport is where we met up with our travel buddies Colleen and Tim Maye. They were flying from Ft Myers and we met at the gate assigned for San Antonio. Had lunch, got to our assigned "comfort level" seats on a delta 757 and once again off we went. side
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