Ben made it clear that whether this problem is fixed or not, he's coming home no later than Friday to see the show. Thank goodness his boss agreed for him to go home, and they were going to send someone else out to take over. The flight home was booked and he would be arriving around noon in SLC, I would pick him up, head off to Logan, and we would enjoy most of the day together. Sounds too simple, doesn't it? He missed his flight!!! After all of that, he missed his flight!!! He's panicked trying frantically to get another flight. Nothing is working out. He's finding flights online that the airport won't honor. He'll finally figure out some crazy combination of flights that get sold out right from under him. Finally... he's able to get a seat for $800, that, of course, wasn't transferable, but at least he's on his way home. By this time it's almost noon, and he has been up since 4:00am!!! His flight came in to SLC at 7:00pm (9:00 in Florida) He's so exhausted, he came out to the passenger pick up area, stopped right in front of his truck, and didn't recognize it!!! He's beyond tired, and hungry, so we stop for dinner at Z-tejas at the Gateway (Fabulous!!!) He, thank goodness, got an adrenaline rush from food and finally being home, so dinner was lovely. We headed off to Logan thinking we had plenty of time, until we realized we were an hour and a half from Logan and it was 9:30!!! We drove as fast as we could get away with, until we hit a dead stop for a good 10 minutes from an accident. I couldn't believe that after all of the trouble and expense to get home, we were looking at possibly missing the show. There is no way this was happening. We finally made it to the theater, we were shown our seats, and sat down just as the opening act finished his last joke and said "Now, let's hear it for Brian Regan!!!!"
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
The show got out at 12:30am (2:30am Florida time), which meant this was a 23 hour day for Ben. He survived, and it turned out to be an awesome weekend.
Finally, for no other reason, except that I'm a bit odd, the hotel bathroom was so cute. I don't think it has been touched since the 60's.

