After 24 hours of airport time and flying we arrive in Daytona Beach.  I am content – I have watched at least five movies on the flight back (will have to catch the last 10 minutes of Kevin James in “Zookeeper” somewhere along the way because they ended the inflight entertainment a few minutes too early for me – but I have slept just enough and watched just enough bad tv to keep from being restless.  The food on the flight was a huge letdown from the chow we have been putting away in Italy.  But who books a flight for the food?  I knew it was going to be bad in advance.  We have a four hour layover in Charlotte and have several different food options for the day.  We decide on the Fox Spots restaurant in concourse E because it is close to our departure from gate E19 which is of course conveniently located at the exact opposite end from where we landed at gate C10.  The obvious choice for dinner after three weeks in Italy is a burger and fries.  But after reading that they happily serve their burgers “medium to well done” I know I am in for a fast food, frozen patty made from 1,000’s of assorted cows and I am not ready to return to that reality.  We split the nachos.  A perfect platter of stale tortilla chips laden with cheese and sour cream.   Welcome home!