My last night was spent in Denver International Airport. I had had little to no sleep in about 4 days and my head was starting to spin out on me. I grabbed coffee and pie at Burger King, mainly because it was the only thing open at 11pm, watched a French movie called “7 Days” and made a new friend, his name was EJ.
I finally set up camp opposite my check in desk, where I napped until 5:30am, by which time EJ had headed off for his flight out to Kansas City.
I waited and waited and then finally, I boarded my flight to New York.