and back again

The next morning we were up at 4, to the airport a little after 5, and on our airplane to Chicago by 7. Once again we were booked on separate flights, but Vero was put on my flights from standby both times. We sat together on the way to Chicago, but couldn't swing neighboring seats for the last leg. Vero slept, I played cards with the family I was seated next to, and we arrived in Hartford together.

When we got home we ran into our landlady in the driveway. Helen very nicely offered us to use their tickets to see the Pilot Pen tennis tournament that evening, so we walked to the tennis center and watched a couple of matches from box seats on center court.

We walked home in the night, an autumn chill creeping into the air.

And the next morning, we headed back to the office.