Today I write to you all from the Frontier Airlines terminal at Denver International Airport. I should have looked a little closer when I booked my ticket. I didn’t realize I would be sitting here for three hours. At least there are some decent bars in this airport where I can enjoy some ballpark price beers. (I think I have been to all of them, except for Concourse C-never had a reason to go there.)

Everyone else made it back to Austin well before me. I suppose they were in a rush to get some down time. Not that there will be any down time. The next two days will be spent rehearsing. I think that I can speak for everyone when I say that it is the most necessary but the least enjoyed thing that we do.

Well, my first ever flight on Frontier might mean my last ever flight on United. I never knew that there would be a difference, but it sure is nice to watch your own PTV and not have to listen to all of the screaming children!

Mark