Was rescued this morning from the La Quinta by Jim Born, who swooped in in his undercover police car, brought me up to West Palm Beach, and took me to lunch in a gun shop (for real). Then his wife, Donna, gave me a cup of tea and took me birdwatching. Great blue herons and anhingas feeding chicks; green herons; a tricolor heron; mega other birds, and iguanas! Then they fed me dinner, and now I'm sitting here blogging at youse all. I'm spending the night, and I'm confirmed on a flight out tomorrow to Newark. What's better than friends?