I ran into my old pal Captain Antares of the Argo. We bantered a bit and he offered to escort me though Kusari on my way to Liberty with some orange dream. The flight was quiet as usual but the escort was welcome. Given how hard I’ve been pushing the crew, and more importantly the engines I’ve let them all have the night off while we are unloaded on Houston. In the morning we’ll leave for Allentown.