Eye Opener

Okay, I'm heading back to New York City and here we are at the Greater Peoria Airport.

Look, it's a big tractor.

Hmm...the bar!

And here's the white, marble-topped bar. A couple years ago I got in a spot of trouble in the Cincinnati airport after imbibing beer all day during a failed trip home and I ended up spending the night in the Boone County Jail. Ever since my mom worries about me when I'm traveling and I promised her I wouldn't drink any beer till I got back to my apartment in New York.

So I'm drinking vodka all day. Cheers and I'll be back in a bit. Unless I get arrested.

The Bar...

And here we are at the bar. Time for a drink or twelve.

Here's Francoise the bartender. I wish I knew how to spell his name, but at this point it's too late to worry.

Cheers, let's hope I don't get arrested this flight!