UMTravels

The tax man cometh, and the tax man goeth in the mail.

Actually got the rest of my tax information assembled in the first hour and a half at the shop. Dropped them mail box at 23^rd and Union on the way home.

Got to the house with half an hour to take a shower and change before Dancing Bear (driven by Possum) picked me up for the ride to the airport. Destination: Oakland (OAK). Really it’s Berkeley, but no direct flights. Saint Lunetta picked us up at a little before eleven.

He’s a Saint because he is taking us back to the airport at 7 in the morning.

DB was in coach, me in First. I got him upgraded for tomorrow’s flights but because the layover in the Bay Area was more than 6 hours, I couldn’t get this leg upgraded. Oh, well, he’s upgraded on the important flight — the long one from Oakland to Kona and from Kona to Oakland.

Much fun, but short lived conversation on our arrival to Berkeley, though mostly the boys were busy resolving a work problem — sounds like it’s a trying time.

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