Here's Joe just getting off at the top of the escalator at the Atlanta Airport. He's looking for me.
Still looking for me. He knows I'll be around there somewhere. 
He thinks he sees me now. Doesn't he look cute dragging his suitcase along?
Yep, he found me!!!
You'd be happy to see me too if you'd just traveled from Salt Lake City to Houston to Atlanta ALL DAY LONG!!! (I traveled from Salt Lake City to Phoenix to Charlotte to Atlanta). We finally made it to our hotel about 12:30 a.m. and then went to get some food since it had been about 30 hours since I'd eaten. (Remember, my airline doesn't feed you at all. No drink, no teeny, tiny bag of peanuts). 
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