In a hotel room on business. No riding. Pooh!
By the way, perhaps my luck in general is shifting. I took Southwest from San Diego to Oakland, and since I was squeezing into an earlier flight and nearly the last one aboard, they had to check my luggage.
You guessed it -- when I got to Oakland, the luggage was lost.
Somehow, it had been pulled off the conveyor belt and put into a big pile of luggage coming from Chicago. I only found it after filing my claim and looking one last time and there it was!
Still, no riding until Friday. Sigh. You guys have fun!