1-90 degrees + high humidity=the reason why there are so many fat people in the south. Even us gung-ho, running-around-with-our-knees-bent-running types eagerly sought the refuge of cold air conditioning.
2-Swimming in the Chattahoochee River was a downright spiritual experience! I'd guess the water was roughly 57 degrees, right on par with the icy north Atlantic in Maine. It turns out the river is formed by a dam release and the water that flows out is from the bottom of the lake. The water cold enough to chill and chilly enough to ward off alligators!
3-Again, I get re-confirmation I'm terrible at pool.
4-2 hour flights stink, especially when you have two in a row. The are too short to enjoy a good sleep, too short to really get involved in a good book or game boy game, and too long to try and stay awake and gaze out the window.
5-Coming home to Boulder feels different every time I cruise down route 36 towards the mountains.
I have the option of returning to the Albuquerque Balloon Festival in two weeks, I'm not sure I want to head out there again. Long hours and yet more jet lag. But they are giving us a bonus if we head down this time--I'll have to think it over.
