Good Morning, Charlotte.

Pretty good view while I eat my breakfast sushi.

A lady commented on how gross it was to eat sushi at 8:30 in the morning and I thought of the group of five men in their bachelor party attire near me in the Nashville airport talking about which bar inside the secure area opened at 4 a.m. 🤢

Sushi for breakfast sounds pretty delightful and benign in comparison.

One more flight and I’m home!!