Woke up at 4 am in the Ft Lauderdale Hard Rock. The flight back to NJ was pretty uneventful - except I paid for first class and got bumped to second class. How does that ever happen? Welcome back to Newark Airport! (yuck). I had to drive north to pick up some contraband from my friend Justin, then back south (past Newark Airport - yuck) to get home, then back north to my reunion in Nutley (past Newark Airport - yuck), then south - back home (past Newark Airport - yuck) after the reunion.
I was only home for a very short period of time. I caught a 30 minute nap and then I was off and running again. I had just enough time to unpack my fish, grab a nap and get cleaned up and changed. I traded Pete one of my Yellow Jacks for a jar of pickles he made and then he Ubered me up to Nutley with my friend Rob.
Today I cheated a bit by having a few beers with some old friends. There was a big spread of catered food at the reunion but I think I was good in only having a large salad for my meal. I didn't do much 'surviving' today on the food front, but just to survive this day was a miracle in itself. I may have sneaked a cheese steak in there somewhere as well but I don't fully remember all of the events after the first few beers!
|Great time catching up with old friends!