Holiday? Really?

So to start my "vacation" I arrived at the airport around 7:30pm for a 9:15 scheduled flight. My flight was scheduled to arrive in Phoenix/Mesa at 11:10 local time, or 1:10 EST. Well due to some unforeseen circumstances my flight didn't even leave South Bend until 1:30am getting me to Arizona at 3:30am local time. By the time my ride picked my up and got me back to the house it was 5:00am and I was exhausted. After a couple of hours sleep I woke up in a house that I had never before been in, in a state I had never been to, 1800 miles from home and my friends were all gone to work. Fortunately for me I had GPS on my phone and keys to the spare truck. I decided to treat myself to lunch and made a 25 mile trip to an In-N-Out Burger. So 1800 miles from home, and I'm spending Valentine's Day eating lunch by myself. I'm not complaining, but it sure didn't seem like a holiday. Let's see what tomorrow has in store.