Oh boy! Today is the 9th. Let's see what I can remember.

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2008: Dec 31st: We left <st1:City><st1:place>Olympia</st1:place></st1:City> for the SeaTac airport mid-day. Our driver's name was Rhonda. We both liked her. She looks similar to my online friend, Jen, in <st1:place>Central California</st1:place>. Rhonda allowed me to take her photo with my wife at SeaTac before she left us. Rhonda said her family are Bulgarian(?), pretty sure that was what she said. Will have to check with my wife later. Her memory is always better than mine. Rhonda's grandpa had one blue eye and one brown. She remembers that about him clearly. She was intrigued when I told her she reminded me of a friend and asked where her ancestors were from. I didn't know the answer. The Air France flight was a little late, but I had to struggle to get my Northwest Airlines miles from Air <st1:country-region><st1:place>France</st1:place></st1:country-region>. By the time it was done the wife was already onboard. I had to hustle to catch up. Not roomy seats, but I'd seen worse, especially on SAS (<st1:country-region><st1:place>Denmark</st1:place></st1:country-region>'s) planes. Ironic considering the size od Danes!!!