Amazing thing- I knew it would have to happen eventually.
With everyone having the penchant for carrying everything on, there is still usually a good number of bags on the baggage carousel...
Today, the only bags on the carousel were mine.
That's all.
Amazing.
On the drive in from the airport there is a sign...
It might be a place, or it could be an attraction...
Hell, it might be a warning about a beastie in the road up ahead.
One thing is for sure: I'm not taking that exit.
No way.
Some Pittsburgh memories...
Some high-priced union talent running our cables.
"You want some secondhand smoke with that Cat5?"
JR Boyle being useful...
He even knows which end of the screwdriver to hold.
OK... To defuse the bomb...Cut the blue wire... But first...!
There were several other issues in Pittsburgh, none of which I really want to go into here...
Let's just skip that veil of tears and talk about the trip to Vancouver.
To be continued...
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