The musings of Paj Dawb (Hmong for "White Flower") - I serve the mentally ill/disabled by day, teach piano by night, and spent 6 years worshiping side-by-side with the Latter-Day Saint (Mormon) Hmong community in Alaska. There's nothing average to see here...
Friday, March 13, 2009
I'm safely on the ground in Syracuse. My car is rented (Yay for Chevys!). I now sit in the first non fast-food place to eat that I found upon exit from the airport. Food is a welcome sight currently. In prep for the flight I've been trying to avoid food; a practice that certainly couldn't hurt me. It worked too. This was one of my best flying experiences yet. That and this fresh shrimp-stuffed Haddock tastes amazing. Speaking of which... I should eat and mingle. The people here are great. Hugs to all.