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Did I say 14 hours? It ended up being more like 44… high winds in Frankfurt delayed our arrival, and there were no more flights to North America that day. I spent the night at the InterCity Hotel where I watched part of the Blues Brothers (“sie sind die Good Old Boys? wir sind die [...]

It ends, not with a bang, but with good food & tired guests & midnight coffee. But, since my flight is at 7 & there’s some kind of daylight savings thing today, I haven’t slept. White noise, embrace me. Home in 14h.

Mike Kaluta pays for lunch for twenty guests.