Jesda wrote:
That was epic timing. IT WAS MEANT TO BE.
For everyone that doesn't know... my flight to Carlisle got delayed and I feared I'd get stuck overnight somewhere (Charlotte I think) during a layover because I'd miss my connecting flight.
I call Jesda, who was somewhere east of St Lois to talk about carpooling with him, but the return trip would have killed me.
So take the flight, get f*** on my layover in Charlotte or Atlanta or whatever, fly out the next day and land in Harrisburg mid morning. I call Torry (we rent a car together every year) to come pick me up but he's already en-route to the brewery or something... so I call Jesda (from the plane while still taxiing IIRC). He's about 20 minutes out. I grab my bags, stand at the curb for about 3 minutes, and a sweet silver cadillac comes around the corner. I hop in, say hi, asked where he slept the night before and he just says "slept? No man, I've been driving non stop since we talked yesterday".
Then we went to the brewery and they made Jesda take off his shoes. I believe after that he slept for ~19 hours.