sketch for Migraciones, a game we are working on for San Antonio’s 300th, trying to use time on the plane productively
made it home at 5:00 am sacked out on the sofa so as to not wake my beloved. I left her love notes, mundane markers of my detours on the way home in case she should note my absence in the middle of the night.
wondering with bleary eyes about the gap in trains (and buses) to and from the airport in the wee hours (at Denver International Airport)
flight diverted to ABQ to keep us safe from weather over DEN. staying hydrated #h2oftw
Waiting to board for trip to Denver. While in Houston we spoke Spanish in public. Ate hummus infused with jalapeño. Hugged one another (at Southwest at Houston Hobby Airport)
