August 24

02:00, awake.
Seriously.
She stayed up through the night, cooking and housecleaning.
I showered, etc, final packing , gathered Her bags and mine, got 'em in my car.
We were rolling at 0300.
We arrived at parking lot C, near pole 10-c, in case I ask, boarded a shuttle, and we were inside terminal one, before 4 a.m.
Perhaps we allowed too much time, as, nobody at the airport was actually working yet.
They started working, shortly after 0430, and we checked our bags, and got Her wheelchair service to the gate.
We were at the gate, 0500, which meant, an hour before boarding.
She took a nap, and in time, we boarded.
It was uneventful to SAT, with a remarkably smooth landing, around 1110, leaving us only 3  1/3 hrs til our next flight to BWI.
Wheelchair Dude escorted us to the next gate, which was the next one over, then I took over the chair, getting to restrooms, and Blimpies for sandwiches.
We returned to the gate area, where a fifteen minute departure delay was posted.
We hung out, reading and whatever until time, and boarded.
Uneventful into BWI, arriving a bit behind schedule, but oh well.
Wheelchair Dude took Her into baggage claim as I followed.
Bedlam, and chaos.
OMG
The noise and the wandering around people could have been typical triggers for a panic attack, but I was focused on being organized, as in, "Which fuckin carousel.." "Where's a mensroom?" "Where's the rent a car place?"
Finally got bags, and boarded shuttle to The consolidated car rental lot.
Any thirty minutes there, just waiting for people with problems to finish.
Finally sent to the garage to pickup our car.
Well, I guess it's a car.
Or, it WANTS to be, it just needs to finish growing up, first.
It has four doors, and a back seat, but I don't have any friends that I could to ride in the back seat of this.
Anyway, asked for directions to 195, then followed my directions once we were on that.
Smooth ride, no brainer, other than traveling the first quarter in L gear, because I didn't notice, but She did.
We arrived at the hotel in Westwhatever around 2130, and went in the main lobby.
A number of Her crew were seated in the lobby, yakking. She went up and said hello to a few, introduced me to a few, then asked, "Where do we check in?"
"Over there?" I suggested.
"Oh,  yeah..."
Checked in, got a room key, went out, hungry, and to a Denny 's we had seen on the way.
Coffee came without cream and without table settings.
She said the water and the Sprite tasted "off".
Her steak, ordered medium, arrived medium rare.
She sent it back, and got a new one, rather the previous one being cooked more.
The new one was good enough.
The bill arrived, we weren't charged at all for the steak, the waitress wound up with a 50% tip on a bill of $18.
Back to the hotel, bags in room, I set up Her CPAP and got Her formal out to hang up, and in bed, asleep 23.30

Scorecard
Cig. 0
DSLO 38 1/4
Days Un 15 1/2
Hours until Wedding 494