Finally made it to DFW. Noah and I had to get some food in San Antonio, though. We weren't going to make it. We shared a quesadilla ... it turns out he had never had a quesadilla. I don't know how he got through almost 10 years in Texas without having had a quesadilla. But then Jared picked us up here and we had lunch at El Fenix. Noah had his second quesadilla. Now we're at the USO killing a little time.
I had brought my phone so I could call once we landed (when we got back). I figured I could charge it last night, use it for one day, turn it off for a month, and be good to go. FAIL. My phone is already pretty much dead. I did not bring a charger. Silly me thinking it could get me through a day.
Anyway. Good trip so far. Looking forward to hitting some pavement in Spain.