The Last Waltz

I took advantage of some downtime to go back to the beach, this time walking the other direction. PE is definitely earning its reputation today as the Windy City. It's funny how I always forget how much I like the ocean and beach. I spent a long time watching some surfers. Now I'm sitting in a Wimpy Burger enjoying a vanilla milk shake. It's good to know that life does provide some certainty. I'd better rally - I need to finish packing, get to the airport, catch my two hour flight to Johannesburg, and then my seventeen hour flight to JFK - at which I have an ungodly layover - maybe I can catch an earlier flight.