After out Christmas trip to Utah, I had to come home before everyone else as couldn't get off work on Friday as too many people wanted the same day. Everyone was staying for Carolyn Dye's wedding, and I was headed home.
Vern agreed to take me to the airport. We left at 4 a.m., and I didn't have any difficulty catching my flight. I was on Southwest and going the long way around, through Phoenix. I decided to eat breakfast at the Phoenix airport. La Grande Orange is not like an Orange Julius with orange juice and orange options. The had pizza and sandwiches, burgers and breakfast. I had sausage and eggs with toast and a fruit cup. I thought about the orange in the name, and decided it had to do with the colors of the Phoenix Suns basketball team.
This is my first time at the Fremont Station. It has a small cafe. It has an inside seating area with historical displays. It also has a restroom, very important. I had to wait a bit for the train. Trip was the normal trip, but a bit shorter from there.