Austin, shit.  I'm still only in Austin.  I love this city, but it's time for me to leave what my friend Toto describes as the "velvet coffin".    My plane is an hour late. This takes the edge off leaving.

Dave takes me to the airport, drops me off at the terminal, and watches me walk down to the plane until he can't see me anymore.  Aww.

I'm going to miss my friends, my kitty, my car, good food, swimming, the sun... among other things.  Pretty much in that order.  I love my little city, and I'm going to miss being here despite it's flaws.

Goodbye town.  Goodbye 100 kinds of hot sauce at the supermarket.

We've got that stuff on the bottom right in England at least.