This is Nick arriving safely home, which to me is the most beautiful view in the world. Yesterday afternoon, Southwest canceled his Sunday flight home. He has a big test he can't miss on Monday (the annual ABSITE exam), so he immediately threw his stuff in his bag and started driving to the Denver airport. Katie and I researched some options and came up with one, though not desirable, possible way to get home. We bought a last-minute ticket to St Louis on a budget airline. Nick barely made the flight. With the time it took to return the rental car, I thought he was going to miss it. They had to de-ice the plane twice before it finally took off. He landed in St Louis about midnight, rented a car and headed north on I-55. He was then driving through the very storm that had caused his flight to be canceled, which I found very worrying. He drove to Midway airport to return the rental, then took a cab home since we couldn't really get the minivan out of the garage. He got home at 1:00, probably less than an hour later than if he had taken the planned flight. Only instead of enjoying the conference, their closing banquet and a good night's sleep in an expensive resort, he drove all night through a blizzard.