Dear Zeus and Isis,
Flying through three time zones is not for the faint of heart! I flew from Las Vegas to Cleveland, and once I arrived, I waited for an hour for my next flight. Little did I know I would be riding on a itsy-bitsy Cessna from Cleveland to Pittsburgh! During that flight, there was one poor old lady who sat behind me, crying and praying the entire trip. She was terrified, and I thought to myself that that might be just how you would act, Isis!
Know that I arrived safe and sound, and I am relaxing in the land known as Hopewell, Pennsylvania. Yes, I know that if you were to look it up, you would find the one located in the eastern half of the state, but I am in the western half of the state. My hometown is so small, it does not have its own zip code!
Hopewell Township is a far cry from the hustle and bustle of Houston to be certain.
I will write to you again soon! Please don't kill one another while I am gone!