I was wrong. When I posted this morning, I had no idea I would be kicked back in the airport, with time on my hands. These are the young adults that I am traveling with. We caught the train this morning, headed to Orlando and our flight. I liked it. It lacked the usual insanity involved, finding the exact entrance to the airport and returning the rental car.City of New Orleans was playing in my head.The train depot resembled a border crossing.In the airport we admired the Go Pro shop. Now we are all armed- with cameras. And they shoot people too! I’m scared!
I identified myself as the chaperone, when going through TSA. So, I guess that’s what I am ~ Chaperone/Surf Photographer ~ Auntibubba has nothing on Mamacheri.