“Well, I made it to Philadelphia - home sweet home - and it's <i>deeeeead</i> here at five o'clock in the morning. I didn't get nearly as much sleep as I'd hoped - the Tylenol PM did not do the trick this time - but, who cares? I'm on vacation. So probably sound a little groggy and I'm probably going to have trouble making it all the way through the day, but I think once I get there I'll get a little adrenaline boost and enjoy my vacation. So halfway there, one more leg to go, I got about forty-five minutes 'til my connection flight, and for the first time I think since I've ever been in the Philadelphia Airport, I'm actually sitting in one of their little rocking chairs, 'cause every one of them's empty, so that's kinda cool. Anyway, I'll check in later - bye.”
Transcribed by: esprix
Phone Post: Phone post from the Philadelphia Airport
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