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I made it!

Well, here it is: my first post from Fort Worth!

I arrived safely, despite a 4-hour delay at Newark. The connecting flight to Dallas/Fort Worth was running late anyway, but they got us all onto the plane about 4pm, we taxied away from the gate... and then found out that the weather was so bad that no planes could take off. So we sat there... and sat there... and sat there.... until 8pm, when we finally took off. I arrived at 10pm Fort Worth time, which is 4am UK time, having got up at 6am that morning!

It is, of course, fantastic to see Graham again, and we have now bought wedding rings and are all set for Hawaii! One week to go!!!
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Johnboy in the USA said…
Wow - it's slightly scary to see a picture of my sister with the name 'Martha White' next to it already - but I should start getting used to it, shouldn't I?!

You'd better not make your blog cooler than mine (although since the main topic of posts here will probably revolve around baked good, I don't think I stand much of a chance).
26 July 2008 at 20:50
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