DAY 8 (Saturday, April 3)...

Flying home.  A slight delay, but other than that, not much to tell.  I sat next to a woman who never stopped talking and kept me talking too.  I think we totally bothered everyone around us, but it kept my mind off the very bumpy ride.

When we arrived in Detroit, and I was to call our "ride"; Terry & Theresa, I realized I no longer had my cell phone.  I had it at breakfast, but somewhere between there and the airplane, it was gone.