A Travel Day

My dad dropped me off at the Muskegon County Airport at 11:00 Eastern Standard Time this morning and Bevan picked me up from San Francisco International at 7:15 Pacific Standard Time this evening and during the eleven hours in-between I sat on airport floors and in airplane seats reading the whole of John Grisham's Playing for Pizza in which every third word contains gluten and drinking red wine and waiting and that was how I spent my day today.