Took the dog out at sunnset for his walk. The air was slightly damp, the temperature perfect. The Cicadas were singing, people were out on their porches. I could not help but feel melancholy that in a few weeks I'll need a fleece, then a heavy coat and scarf.
The start of a 20hr journey home back on Wednesday. It was still very dark at 0630am in Malaga. This TAP Embraer 195 would take us to Lisbon, where we would catch a 787-10 to Newark, then finally an Embraer 170 to Pittsburgh.