I really enjoy hanging out at the airport one or two days a week. Sometimes I even hop on a plane to Chicago or Atlanta, have lunch and fly home. Just depends on my mood. I once called my wife and asked her to guess where I was, she asked where? I told her Las Vegas. She said that I didn’t even pack a bag. So what? I can buy what I need in the lobby at Caesar’s or the Venetian. I have done that more than once. My wife claims it’s what keeps our marriage interesting.





