My Weekend

Friday: Off at 4pm for a 5pm departure. Wow, the air quality is BAD. We really noticed in the plane. We were all glad Rob was instrument rated. It does make beautiful patterns winding through the hills down by the Grapevine, though. If it were just fog, we'd call it lovely; since it's smoke, we say it's nasty.

Snarfed dinner at Burger King on the way to the dance. C3A went fine; it was fun to dance to Clark.

The air conditioner in our hotel room was acting oddly. My is it ever humid in the LA basin. Nothing like where I grew up, of course, but I've gotten incredibly spoiled.

The moon was orange.

( Saturday and Sunday )