It was an early wake up call at 5 am and then off to the airport for the loooooong flight home. On a plane for an hours ride from Stuttgart to Dusseldorf and then there to "Lovely" Newark, NJ. Then I hoped the six hour ride to Home- San Diego.
Remember... Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body- but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting "holy s***...what a ride!" ----->Don't let your tombstone read: Died at 30- Buried at 80.
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