Back to America

The flight back to America was uneventful. They showed two movies on the plane, Mission Impossible, and Mrs. Winterborne. Mission Impossible was interesting to watch after actually riding on the Eurostar through the Chunnel. The sequence where the helicopter follows the train into the Chunnel was of course fake because none of the overhead power wires were visible. It wouldn't have worked for the storyline with the helicopter pickup from the top of the train cars.

Mrs. Winterborne was pretty good with better performances by Riki Lake and Shirley Mclaine than I would have expected of them. One of the cabin attendants shut off the VCR in the middle of Mrs.Winterborne and rewound it. About 20 minutes later we were all treated to watch them trying to cue the tape back to the point where they stopped it. They got it about 20 minutes before the cutoff point so we all watched that part over again!

Another layover in Houston, this time including US Customs. When they asked me what food I was bringing back with me, I told them about the cookies and the half a caramel bar and they waved my past the check point without even looking at anything. My flight back to Portland arrived at about 10:45pm. Since I had checked the huge duffel bag, I had to go down to the luggage carousel to retrieve it. Connie met me there and Gene was circling the arrival area in my van. I threw the stuff in the back and went to their place and crashed for the night.

The next day I took Lacy's duffel bag to her house and delivered it to Melva Lou. Then I drove home and spent the rest of the day trying to recover from jetlag. On Thursday I was back at work only to discover that some strange and unfortunate things had been decided in the Office Automation Change Control Board in my absence.

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