The day we left Telluride was a sad day indeed. We packed the bags and took a last picture of the house. Then we drove to Montrose. The ride seemed to take forever. We stopped to eat at a great Mexican restaurant, then back on the road we went. When we got to the airport we had gate number 1 out of 2(no sign … which one could it be?). We got on the plane to Dallas. The plane was too heavy to take off because of the heat and elevation they thought. We went speeding down the runway, but suddenly we slowed down. The captain said the takeoff was aborted because of some thing I did not understand. We had dinner in Dallas it was Pizza Hut. Then we got on an MDS80 plane and flew in to Dayton. It took an hour to drive home. It was a tiring day of travel.
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