No suitcases full of alcohol or dark endings on this story.  Kayanna’s flight came in right on time and we spent Wednesday running…or so it seemed…to try and catch up with everything we needed to do and cram it into the alloted time space.  We managed lunch with writer extraordinaire (yes, she has a zillion articles everywhere out there – including PokerWorks – and she is heading for Washington D.C. to cover National Poker Week for Bluff Magazine-I’m so damn happy for her because she loves politics and it’s a great opportunity to help change the evil UIGEA…sign the petition, damn it!) Jennifer Newell, which was a great ending for the summer of WSOP in my eyes…although it hadn’t wrapped yet.  You can read her report here.

So…in a few short hours, Miss Kayanna and I will hitch and drive.  I’m running on not enough sleep but that’s a given anymore.  Back later for an update as we trek north through the dreaded Salt Lake City hell.