I feel like we're already winning. Cindy is a happy teammate. Once we're done work, done packing, through check in, through security, it actually feels like time to relax. BA didn't charge for bike bags. The lady who checked the bike bags was entirely normal, not treating them like alien carcasses from outer space. We seem to be able to get to Madrid, and despite Iberia's strikes efforts to derail us, we'll figure it out from there. Plus I'm having "the world's freshest margarita" at the airport. As long as we get home as happy as we are leaving, this should be awesome!