They told me to go to Rehab, and I said, NO NO NO

I'm back. In Rochester.

Flight back was uneventful. My luggage weighed 69 lbs. One pound less than the acutual limit. Whew.

Everything came back in one piece.

Kirk and I had breakfast this a.m. on the beach with bloody marys, wonderful way to end the trip.

I'm extremly back-logged on, for lack of a better term, crap. I'm going to try to get caught up, and post once I get there.

I'll also let you know when I post photos to Flickr.