I was in Tampa for work last week. When I checked in, I took a picture of the view from my room and sent it to The Pilot:

I got this in response:
".....yeah."

Oops. It was beautiful in Tampa and The Pilot was stuck in rainy Bangor, Maine without internet for several hours. There isn't much worse than that when you are stuck in a random airport hotel. Obviously the life of a pilot is far from glamorous.
Cool! My coach lives in the Tampa Bay/St. Pete area. If you are ever there again, you'll have to look up the Forerunners Track Club. They love having visitors for their workouts!
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