I’m on the road again and sitting in the airport waiting for a plane to take me to Wichita, KS. My plane is delayed about 45 minutes, but should still allow ample time to make the connection in Dallas.
I’m inspecting the medical clinic at McConnell AFB and expect colder weather than I experienced in Colorado last week. This will be my last inspection. My collegues are planning to take me out to dinner sometime this week. What is there to eat in Wichita? All I can think of is “amber waves of grain.” I imagine there’s some good barbecue.
Anyway, it’s a very beautiful day here on the high desert. The air is cool and crisp and the sun is shining brightly over the mountains. The air is absent humidity and is almost crystal clear. I can see the snow-capped mountains north of Sante Fe and although they’re a good 60 miles away, they appear much, much closer.
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