In an hour or so, Judy and I will be heading for Houston Intercontinental Airport, where we'll board the big silver bird for Toronto and the Bouchercon. I might as well admit that I hate air travel. Not the flying part, though that's bad enough. It's the "security" part that gets me down, all the lines and waiting around. Flying just about anywhere has become an all-day proposition. So today is pretty much going to be devoted to travel. Monday, when we're returning will be the same. In between, maybe we'll have some fun at the convention, see some friends, maybe even have a look at the city. I'll be back at the keyboard next week with a sketchy report of our activities. Try not to miss me too much.
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