Made it home
I had no trouble getting back from Rohan today. I was a bit antsy waking up, as the weatherfolks were reporting another band of snow through Madison early, but it had been cleared away by the time my plane left Minneapolis.
While I’m not a panicky flier by any means, I am a mildly nervous one, especially when I start flying again after a long time on the ground. I notice, though, that today I’d gotten beyond the stage where every least jiggle of the plane sends “demise imminent!” signals to my hindbrain.