Not much to report today. It was a case of driving back to Pittsburgh airport for one more lonely overnight stay (violins please!) before flying out to Tucson tomorrow to meet Di (balloons and trumpets!). I drove back through beautiful woodland lined roads, in an area known as the Laurel Highlands. Beautiful and green at this time of the year. I stopped at the Keystone State Park for lunch. It's set around a lake with a sandy beach - though fairly coarse sand - what we'd call brickie's sand, though even browner than that.