While Goldy iPhlogs from the Pepsi Center, I’m in … um … Idaho Falls, Idaho.
I’d like to say I’m heading home because once it became apparent that the media frame of Clintonites tearing limbs off Obama delegates was more hype than fact, I was so bitterly disappointed that I couldn’t take any more. But the truth is much more boring. I got really sick starting yesterday morning, and owing to some risks of medical complications, I decided to take an uncharacteristically prudent (albeit difficult) course of action and drive back to Seattle.
Goldy and Darryl are, of course, holding down the fort admirably. I had to console myself this afternoon with the Grand Tetons.
Travel safe and get better, Geov.
Better safe than sorry. A few years ago, I was faced with a similar decision to terminate a trip early because I wasn’t feeling well. Doing so possibly saved my life. I had a life-threatening infection and another 24 hours might have been too late.
So sorry Geov! But better safe than sorry. At least you got to see many of the beginning ceremonies. Get better soon.
Yes, Geov, best to take care of yourself. Travel well.
And we’ll look forward to your perspective on what you did see.
Too bad, since you posted the only dispatches with substance.
Feel better, Geov. I wonder if you wouldn’t have been better off going to bed instead, however.