Showing up is the hardest part

DFW's new terminal D is very nice.  I got to tour it for a long time yesterday.  Then they let me visit the old terminal, too...for old times sake perhaps.   All in all, I was in the airport for 11 hours.  

Plenty of time to make a lot of new friends, be on two cancelled flights, spend too much money at TGI Fridays,  miss my boat's departure in Miami (& consequently my first show),

 sleep in a really cool hotel still in Dallas, get

rerouted to Grand Cayman, experience the Hyatt coffee shop burrito (not recommended), chill solo on the Grand Cayman beach listening to John Mayer and sipping whisky, lose two bags, and have a waffle the shape of a teddy bear.  

    

I can't help feeling like a Kenny Chesney song right now.  I await a big ship to come pick me up.  No hurry. 

 I guess showing up really is the hardest part...