In late April I flew from Tampa to Tulsa. The ironic part of the trip was that I had a layover in Dallas. The very first thing I did when I got to Tulsa was got my rental car and drove to Dallas. I stayed the night there, unimpressed, and then drove to Oklahoma City to see the memorial to the Federal Building that was bombed several years back. I then continued to Tulsa, and flew home. The return flight was also somewhat ironic, because it layed over in my home city of 25 years, Cincinnati.