Trip journal 1 2/20/2008
I was tempted to write this out on paper, but as we don’t have a chance to use the internet on the laptop anyways, thought I’d blow the battery on the plane and type it out….so much easier to cut and paste it into the blog later!
The morning started off interesting, to say the least….I woke up after 3 hours of sleep or so, and went ahead and got ready to go…Mark was up shortly after me (I have this habit of waking him up…heehee) so we went ahead and got ready to go, even though we were an hour early. I did a quick check of emails before heading out, and had a nice little note in our inbox from the airline that things were all scheduled on time for the journey.
We had a non-eventful trip to the airport….I was grateful that we flew out of XNA, only an hour away (or so) in NorthWest Arkansas. It was warmer than I thought (we’re due another set of ice storm days on Thursday and Friday…safely after we are gone.). The airport was hustling with people and we were happy to get the trip really going.
When it was our turn to check in at the counter, the attendant suggested that Mark go ahead and scan his passport at the kiosk (right in front of her desk at the counter). I guess they think that it will genuinely go faster for us that way….but SURPRISE!! What WE got was an immediate notice that one of our flights was CANCELLED. Really. It was the flight from Tokyo to G, it suddenly went from a FULL flight to not having a crew to fly the plane….and in a totally foreign land to us…and we didn’t even plan by bringing along an English/Japanese dictionary!
Of course she hmmmm’d and haaaa’d, looked at her screen, talked to one of the other attendants, tried to come up with a plan. She mentioned us not flying out till later in the afternoon on American, or another airline, that would take us through California, and I secretly wondered “hmmmm, could it lay over there….or in Hawaii??” Then she used her better judgment and made a call to their call center, where someone found that the leg of the flight we needed to take was almost identical to one being flown by All Nippon Airline (now, have YOU heard of that….because we sure haven’t!). Of course, we graciously took the ticket vouchers (without a seat assignment) and headed down through security, realizing our day was starting off in the right direction, although just a little more adventure on the calendar.
We were able to call J and let her have a head’s up that there was change in the air, even if we don’t know if it’s a bad one or not. We’ll ultimately have the last night to catch up if there is a delay, as our last flight in the country will not leave until Friday morning….giving us plenty of time to get there….we think. ;)
We had an uneventful, but cramped flight to Minneapolis/St Paul, and had a couple hours there to eat, try to get on line, then call our other daughter Melissa and have her do the leg work for us. The airline is a partner with one of the larger carriers….United….and she was able to get some information from their web site. We think it will be a larger plane, since it takes off 20 minutes sooner, and arrives earlier still than our original itinerary. If luggage can make the change, we should be able to also. Only time will tell.
The flight now is going fine…smooth…pretty full for a 747….and people are upbeat at this point, which is nice. We’ve had our “dinner”….both had chicken that was described in the menu as “roasted chicken breast with asiago and parmesan crust, carrot and rice mix, green beans…” but in actuality was chicken, green beans, carrots and mashed potatoes…..and it all tasted the same, and shared the same texture! I’m amazed at how they can do that! Mark was lucky to get my shrimp also, and we did get some nice fresh fruit…cantaloupe, honeydew melon, and a large, sweet, fresh, strawberry. YUM. The roll and butter were not bad either.
Now it’s time to gel….we’ve played Five Crowns (Mark was winning so much that I forfeited the last hand for dinner), and watched a few “shorts” on the video system. I’m listening to the on board jazz station and Mark’s got his cd player going….I think he’s trying to sleep. We’re grateful that the plane is much larger than the first one, and we have an extra seat that’s empty in our center row, so he’s taking a little extra space to spread out. I’ve got my shoes off, backpack as a foot stool, jacket rolled up behind my back…..only 8 hours or so to go on THIS flight….it will be just fine!!
I guess I’ll save some battery power for the mystery flight….I’m curious what it will really be like. I continue to look at this as a great adventure and not have any expectations….and so far it’s been fun and exciting….and not really stressful in a bad way, just changes and unknowns. Mark handles it much better than I do, but I haven’t had a meltdown or anything….heehee….
Grace and peace…
m
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Friday, March 14, 2008
trip journal #2
Trip Journal #2
2/21/08
Local time 11:05 pm
We are here. We made it by the most amazing of ways.
As I wrote earlier, our first clue that it would be an exciting day was the fact that we found out our last leg of travel with NWA was cancelled due to a lack of crew. They put us on a flight with All Nippon Airways – ANA- which one of the attendants with NWA had let me know that they were a top notch flight. No problem. Except that then we realized that the tickets they gave us had no seat assignments on them. OK…and although they initially said the winds were favorable and we would get in early, we came in JUST on time, which meant that we would have to have a small miracle to get to the gate in the 20 minutes allotted….in a strange airport, no less.
And we doubted, SERIOUSLY doubted, that our 2 checked bags would make it at all….oh well. It’s all a part of the great adventure, and not a relaxing walk in the park!
We hit the ground at Tokyo and exited the plane to hear our name being called out – really- and the smallest of professional NWA reps seeking 3 of us from the flight…all re-routed to the ANA flight to G. Se told us to “hurry, no time to make flight” and sent Mark and I ahead while she found that 3rd passenger (a young Thai MBA student who had just finished her degree at Northwestern in Chicago, and was headed to G for a year of language). Well, that NWA rep hustled us through at least a mile of walkways, glancing back on occasion to make sure we were following her…you can bet we were staying close on her heels! She stayed on the “walking” side of the moving walkways (on the right there!) and not only put us in the VIP area for our security check (they did it between each terminal there) but then cut us in line too! I couldn’t tell you how many people looked at us oddly as she pushed the barrier aside, muttered words to the security screener (the youngest one I’d ever seen, in full uniform, including hat) and got us through the screening process. All along her little voice chattering “so sorry…” or something else apologetically….to us, as well as to those she had us moving through so quickly.
That in itself was amazing too…EVERYONE was so nice…kind…no angry glares or upset people.
We made it (in a full sweat) to the terminal and were issued our seat assignments and had our passports cleared again. They had not started boarding, and the plane actually ended up being only ½ full! Surprising!
Our rushing travel partner let us know that there were several other passengers that were to be on the bumped flight, but only the 3 of us were assigned to this one, as the others (6 or so?) were put on the next day’s flight with NWA. Apparently, at $895.90 U.S.D. per ticket, NWA wasn’t willing to let all of us fly ANA. That ticket alone, from Tokyo to G, was more expensive than our original ticket round trip from the US to G.
ANA IS a top notch airline. Although not the 747 of the longer flight, it was a 767 with all the bells and whistles, including seat back screens with movies on demand and video games, and a camera mounted on the bottom of the plane that showed on screens in our aisles what was going on down below. One of the most amazing (and fun) things, was that as we were on the plane backing our of the terminal, a row of ground crew lined up and waved to us! Then they did a traditional low bow – very classy. It set the stage for the last of our 19 hours in the air today, this last 5 hour flight….the most relaxing and spacious. The most fun, too. Most restful, and since the plane was so empty, Mark was able to find a 3 seat center row to stretch out on, which made it nice for both of us.
We got to G without at hitch, watching the fireworks being shot from the ground into the air, still far below us. It was the last night of their 15 day celebration for New Year’s, and there was still plenty of celebrating going on.
Once on the ground, we pulled smoothly into the gate. As people on board started rushing to their feet to get their carry on bags, an attendant told them to stay seated…that we all had to keep the aisles clear and remain in our seats until we were approved to leave the plane. For the time being we were being quarantined on the plane, as a young passenger had been ill on board and had a fever, and the medical authorities had to come on board to clear us to be allowed off the plane.
Once the medics (or doctors?) came on board and checked her out, took her temperature, and gave the ok, we were all able to leave the plane. We were a bit surprised to find an empty airport…only the employees to staff the customs gates, a few police or security staff, and it was up to us to find out way out to the baggage claim area (where BOTH our bags made it!!) and then out to the main check in area again to prepare for tomorrow’s flight into Guiyang.
We got to the check in area for our airline, but no one was there. We had passed a McDonalds on our way in, so I waited with the luggage and Mark headed off to find a ATM or place to convert some money so we could get at least a bottle of water to put us over through the night. Sadly, the 2 he found first were broken (or out of money) and although McDonalds was closed by then, he found a little shop that had bottles of water. They wouldn’t take any of his money, or allow us to use our debit or credit card, so we weren’t going to have anything to drink over the night in the terminal. That’s ok.
He also found a pay phone, and was able to call J to let them know we had, at least, arrived that far. We had our snacks packed up (way too much…but we were glad we had it along for times like this), and waited till morning.
Well….we thought we were waiting till morning. We fell asleep in the terminal, looped our bags together near us, and passed out cold. Sleep at last. Sort of. Shortly after falling asleep, I awoke to find a guard/policeman standing over me, speaking to me in a language I didn’t understand. I was stunned….a little scared (I was SO disoriented)…and Mark woke up which helped. He pointed to another area for us to go to, apparently just wanting all of us over-nighter’s to sleep in one area. We found our way, bags in tow, and settled in again. With more people, there was more noise, but we both managed to get a few hours of sleep before morning.
Mark was then able to explore more, finding a working ATM and getting some cash for us to use.
The woman at our airline ticket counter was helpful, without speaking a word to us, and although we expected to have to pay for over weight on our bags, she wasn’t up to trying to explain to us why or how much….so she ushered us on. Then we went to McDonalds for breakfast…pancakes and sausage…and we got water bottles too. Life is good.
We made our way to the gate after breakfast, went back through security AGAIN, and waited for the flight to our final destination. Finally we were going to get to see J and J!!
2/21/08
Local time 11:05 pm
We are here. We made it by the most amazing of ways.
As I wrote earlier, our first clue that it would be an exciting day was the fact that we found out our last leg of travel with NWA was cancelled due to a lack of crew. They put us on a flight with All Nippon Airways – ANA- which one of the attendants with NWA had let me know that they were a top notch flight. No problem. Except that then we realized that the tickets they gave us had no seat assignments on them. OK…and although they initially said the winds were favorable and we would get in early, we came in JUST on time, which meant that we would have to have a small miracle to get to the gate in the 20 minutes allotted….in a strange airport, no less.
And we doubted, SERIOUSLY doubted, that our 2 checked bags would make it at all….oh well. It’s all a part of the great adventure, and not a relaxing walk in the park!
We hit the ground at Tokyo and exited the plane to hear our name being called out – really- and the smallest of professional NWA reps seeking 3 of us from the flight…all re-routed to the ANA flight to G. Se told us to “hurry, no time to make flight” and sent Mark and I ahead while she found that 3rd passenger (a young Thai MBA student who had just finished her degree at Northwestern in Chicago, and was headed to G for a year of language). Well, that NWA rep hustled us through at least a mile of walkways, glancing back on occasion to make sure we were following her…you can bet we were staying close on her heels! She stayed on the “walking” side of the moving walkways (on the right there!) and not only put us in the VIP area for our security check (they did it between each terminal there) but then cut us in line too! I couldn’t tell you how many people looked at us oddly as she pushed the barrier aside, muttered words to the security screener (the youngest one I’d ever seen, in full uniform, including hat) and got us through the screening process. All along her little voice chattering “so sorry…” or something else apologetically….to us, as well as to those she had us moving through so quickly.
That in itself was amazing too…EVERYONE was so nice…kind…no angry glares or upset people.
We made it (in a full sweat) to the terminal and were issued our seat assignments and had our passports cleared again. They had not started boarding, and the plane actually ended up being only ½ full! Surprising!
Our rushing travel partner let us know that there were several other passengers that were to be on the bumped flight, but only the 3 of us were assigned to this one, as the others (6 or so?) were put on the next day’s flight with NWA. Apparently, at $895.90 U.S.D. per ticket, NWA wasn’t willing to let all of us fly ANA. That ticket alone, from Tokyo to G, was more expensive than our original ticket round trip from the US to G.
ANA IS a top notch airline. Although not the 747 of the longer flight, it was a 767 with all the bells and whistles, including seat back screens with movies on demand and video games, and a camera mounted on the bottom of the plane that showed on screens in our aisles what was going on down below. One of the most amazing (and fun) things, was that as we were on the plane backing our of the terminal, a row of ground crew lined up and waved to us! Then they did a traditional low bow – very classy. It set the stage for the last of our 19 hours in the air today, this last 5 hour flight….the most relaxing and spacious. The most fun, too. Most restful, and since the plane was so empty, Mark was able to find a 3 seat center row to stretch out on, which made it nice for both of us.
We got to G without at hitch, watching the fireworks being shot from the ground into the air, still far below us. It was the last night of their 15 day celebration for New Year’s, and there was still plenty of celebrating going on.
Once on the ground, we pulled smoothly into the gate. As people on board started rushing to their feet to get their carry on bags, an attendant told them to stay seated…that we all had to keep the aisles clear and remain in our seats until we were approved to leave the plane. For the time being we were being quarantined on the plane, as a young passenger had been ill on board and had a fever, and the medical authorities had to come on board to clear us to be allowed off the plane.
Once the medics (or doctors?) came on board and checked her out, took her temperature, and gave the ok, we were all able to leave the plane. We were a bit surprised to find an empty airport…only the employees to staff the customs gates, a few police or security staff, and it was up to us to find out way out to the baggage claim area (where BOTH our bags made it!!) and then out to the main check in area again to prepare for tomorrow’s flight into Guiyang.
We got to the check in area for our airline, but no one was there. We had passed a McDonalds on our way in, so I waited with the luggage and Mark headed off to find a ATM or place to convert some money so we could get at least a bottle of water to put us over through the night. Sadly, the 2 he found first were broken (or out of money) and although McDonalds was closed by then, he found a little shop that had bottles of water. They wouldn’t take any of his money, or allow us to use our debit or credit card, so we weren’t going to have anything to drink over the night in the terminal. That’s ok.
He also found a pay phone, and was able to call J to let them know we had, at least, arrived that far. We had our snacks packed up (way too much…but we were glad we had it along for times like this), and waited till morning.
Well….we thought we were waiting till morning. We fell asleep in the terminal, looped our bags together near us, and passed out cold. Sleep at last. Sort of. Shortly after falling asleep, I awoke to find a guard/policeman standing over me, speaking to me in a language I didn’t understand. I was stunned….a little scared (I was SO disoriented)…and Mark woke up which helped. He pointed to another area for us to go to, apparently just wanting all of us over-nighter’s to sleep in one area. We found our way, bags in tow, and settled in again. With more people, there was more noise, but we both managed to get a few hours of sleep before morning.
Mark was then able to explore more, finding a working ATM and getting some cash for us to use.
The woman at our airline ticket counter was helpful, without speaking a word to us, and although we expected to have to pay for over weight on our bags, she wasn’t up to trying to explain to us why or how much….so she ushered us on. Then we went to McDonalds for breakfast…pancakes and sausage…and we got water bottles too. Life is good.
We made our way to the gate after breakfast, went back through security AGAIN, and waited for the flight to our final destination. Finally we were going to get to see J and J!!
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
corrrections and forgotten thoughts....
Ok, these will be misplaced in timing, but they were too important to not mention at all....
1. The restaurant we went to on campus is not really for the students here (too expensive for every day) but more for the people who live on campus, or in the area of it...including the administrators, employees, professors, and the foreign students (generally of better means than the locals). It was yummy, and inexpensive in comparison to a dinner out in the U.S.
2. Signs of the times.... :) In the airport at G there is a sign in the Mc D's that shows the international symbols for "no photos", next to "no pets" and then "no smoking". But it was the LAST one that caught our attention.....a piece of cake in the circle with a line through it...."NO CAKE???" After sharing it with J2 he figured out it likely meant no outside food...but the way they showed it was so funny :)
OH, AFTER we took the photos in the airport in G, we saw "no photos" signs everywhere.....so although it is one of the most AMAZING structures that I've ever seen, they don't want us to take pictures of it. You may want to google it to get a real gander of the terminal building (and they are expanding!)
You'll often see a sign around here that shows the circle/slash with a trumpet in the center of it....can you take a guess?? "no horns" is close....as it's for no car horns in that area (which are used as common as the brakes around here!).
1. The restaurant we went to on campus is not really for the students here (too expensive for every day) but more for the people who live on campus, or in the area of it...including the administrators, employees, professors, and the foreign students (generally of better means than the locals). It was yummy, and inexpensive in comparison to a dinner out in the U.S.
2. Signs of the times.... :) In the airport at G there is a sign in the Mc D's that shows the international symbols for "no photos", next to "no pets" and then "no smoking". But it was the LAST one that caught our attention.....a piece of cake in the circle with a line through it...."NO CAKE???" After sharing it with J2 he figured out it likely meant no outside food...but the way they showed it was so funny :)
OH, AFTER we took the photos in the airport in G, we saw "no photos" signs everywhere.....so although it is one of the most AMAZING structures that I've ever seen, they don't want us to take pictures of it. You may want to google it to get a real gander of the terminal building (and they are expanding!)
You'll often see a sign around here that shows the circle/slash with a trumpet in the center of it....can you take a guess?? "no horns" is close....as it's for no car horns in that area (which are used as common as the brakes around here!).
J and J have gotten to work with a team of people in the area to better translate the signs around the town. Some of the ones that they had seen said things like "slip carefully". It will be fun to see if they've been updated yet....
3. Lucy....a brave girl of maybe 12 or 13 (maybe younger? it's hard to tell) who started a small conversation with me on the bus yesterday. When she boarded, she stood next to me (I was sitting) and I could catch her stealing glances at me...not staring as most people do...but really trying to just get some sort of eye contact to see if I was friendly or not. After several minutes, she asked in fairly good English, "where do you come from?" and I replied "the United States, and the state of Missouri...it's like a province." She smiled and took a deep breath, as though this English she learned in school would really work....and also that maybe I gave her too much to chew on her first try! She asked me SEVERAL minutes later..."do you like it here?" and I said enthusiastically, "YES!!" I then asked her if she learned English in school, and she said "yes" and I complimented her on how well she spoke, and added that my daughter (pointing to J1) went to school here to learn their language....that made her smile. Actually, at the end of every little ditty of conversation she would take a deep breath (as if this was REALLY hard for her to do) and smile. As we moved towards the back of the bus, she followed, and I thought that she might be getting off at the same stop....but she wasn't. She just wanted to come back and say "it was very nice to meet you" and I figured that it might be polite to ask her her name....which she told me "Lucy" (many students, when studying English, will choose an English name) and I gave her mine....to which she repeated several times, as if to etch it in her mind. I could tell that she was going to have quite the story to tell at dinner that evening, or at school the next day, when she told her teachers that she got to use her English speaking to "real Americans." I'll think often of Lucy and her brave spirit, to step out of the comfort zone of the culture and seek out new things.
I really can't get over the number of people that daily (hourly?) come by outside on the street, calling out their services....I have no idea what it is they are selling...but sometimes their calling reminds me of an ice cream truck of childhood days, except instead of the music echoing down the road, it's the person's voice calling out.....in their own little "signature" of a song....
J1's making pancakes for breakfast, and bacon!, much to the pleasure of her husband and Mark. :) It rained a little last night, and the roads look a bit cleaner :) but it's cooler and cloudy out now. We're not sure what direction we'll go in today....so you'll have to check back later!
OH, Mark got up early this morning and wrote his own blog....so I'll post that for him too!
~marina
Monday, February 4, 2008
Home again, home again....
We're home now. :)
As much as I miss J and J ALREADY, I do not miss:
1. the smog; it makes a smog alert in L.A. look like blue sky : p
2. traffic; amazing what it's like when there is not bumper to bumper traffic (with everyone using their horns)
3. the noise from all the horns :)
4. msg (I can't wait to see how much body weight I'll lose from getting it out of my system! my legs are so swollen now they look disfigured, despite my getting up and walking often while on the planes)
5. dust; see #1, as I don't know if the black stuff that would come out of my nose was from the smog or the dust (or the smoke...we saw several fires burning in the hills as we were flying out)
6. getting stared at ALL the time
7. having to use the bottled water to brush my teeth (but don't get me wrong...I'm so grateful that there WAS bottled water to brush my teeth!!)
Things I learned....about me, and their life there:
1. I'm in horrible shape!
2. I don't mind being stared at if the person staring smiles and says "hello" (no matter how badly it comes out!)
3. J/J have grown a lot, and I'm really happy for them and the life they have there.
4. I like their friends, and wish we had more time to hang out.
5. I hate stairs (see #1) Going up OR down!!
6. Toilet paper is optional. You might get it in a public bathroom, but probably not. You might get it on a cafe table, instead of napkins, to use on your hands. You'll likely get it in a private bathroom, but no matter where you get it, it does NOT get flushed in the toilet!!
7. Horns are not used there in anger to say "get out of my way", and we didn't see any road rage for as crowded as the roads were. Horns are used to say "I'm here, so don't hit me".
8. The lines on the roads are optional. ALL of them. Even the ones to determine what direction you are traveling in.
9. Traffic signals are optional too....which makes it interesting.
10. Pedestrians do NOT have the right of way there....which makes #8 and #9 quite interesting.
11. Food sold on the side of the road/sidewalk is usually tasty. I don't know how they keep the grit of the road dust off of it, but it's good.
12. I love the people there...not just my kids, but the ones that only know that as home. Despite the icky things, I think I'd go back sometime...even if my kids weren't there....which surprises me....
The N Hotel at G Airport was incredible....we got a king, business class room, with a tub and a shower, for about $100 US. It seemed very luxurious in comparison to all we had seen all week long, but we were thankful to sleep in a bed (and not the airport, like on the way in). Sadly, this cold had my taste buds out of whack so I couldn't really take advantage of the buffet we ate at there, but it looked really good, and what I did eat tasted great. Someone needs to teach the C how to do desserts though....nothing is sweet enough! LOL
The plane rides were all pretty uneventful in good ways....well, we left G late (sat on the plane at the gate for an hour), and sat at XNA for 20 minutes before coming in too. We went through security points at EVERY airport (which seemed weird), and each one had their own standards (i.e.; take off shoes/leave them on, ok to bring water/ or not, etc). Thankfully, all our luggage arrived with us. That's always a good thing.
There was snow on the ground at home, but most of it had melted off, so the roads were fine (although there was still an abundance in the fields). Flying over the remnants of the storms made for a bumpy last leg of flying from Detroit to XNA....but I still slept!
I'm so tired. I took cold meds the entire time in the plane (dayquil, then nyquil) and I slept most of the fly time, but I'm still tired. This cold has me wiped out, so I'm really hoping to rebound quickly now that we're home. We'll see...
It's good to be home. There's a lot to do, but it feels good to be here. I'll always miss ALL my kids company, but there is some level of contentment to be home....wherever it happens to be.
~marina
As much as I miss J and J ALREADY, I do not miss:
1. the smog; it makes a smog alert in L.A. look like blue sky : p
2. traffic; amazing what it's like when there is not bumper to bumper traffic (with everyone using their horns)
3. the noise from all the horns :)
4. msg (I can't wait to see how much body weight I'll lose from getting it out of my system! my legs are so swollen now they look disfigured, despite my getting up and walking often while on the planes)
5. dust; see #1, as I don't know if the black stuff that would come out of my nose was from the smog or the dust (or the smoke...we saw several fires burning in the hills as we were flying out)
6. getting stared at ALL the time
7. having to use the bottled water to brush my teeth (but don't get me wrong...I'm so grateful that there WAS bottled water to brush my teeth!!)
Things I learned....about me, and their life there:
1. I'm in horrible shape!
2. I don't mind being stared at if the person staring smiles and says "hello" (no matter how badly it comes out!)
3. J/J have grown a lot, and I'm really happy for them and the life they have there.
4. I like their friends, and wish we had more time to hang out.
5. I hate stairs (see #1) Going up OR down!!
6. Toilet paper is optional. You might get it in a public bathroom, but probably not. You might get it on a cafe table, instead of napkins, to use on your hands. You'll likely get it in a private bathroom, but no matter where you get it, it does NOT get flushed in the toilet!!
7. Horns are not used there in anger to say "get out of my way", and we didn't see any road rage for as crowded as the roads were. Horns are used to say "I'm here, so don't hit me".
8. The lines on the roads are optional. ALL of them. Even the ones to determine what direction you are traveling in.
9. Traffic signals are optional too....which makes it interesting.
10. Pedestrians do NOT have the right of way there....which makes #8 and #9 quite interesting.
11. Food sold on the side of the road/sidewalk is usually tasty. I don't know how they keep the grit of the road dust off of it, but it's good.
12. I love the people there...not just my kids, but the ones that only know that as home. Despite the icky things, I think I'd go back sometime...even if my kids weren't there....which surprises me....
The N Hotel at G Airport was incredible....we got a king, business class room, with a tub and a shower, for about $100 US. It seemed very luxurious in comparison to all we had seen all week long, but we were thankful to sleep in a bed (and not the airport, like on the way in). Sadly, this cold had my taste buds out of whack so I couldn't really take advantage of the buffet we ate at there, but it looked really good, and what I did eat tasted great. Someone needs to teach the C how to do desserts though....nothing is sweet enough! LOL
The plane rides were all pretty uneventful in good ways....well, we left G late (sat on the plane at the gate for an hour), and sat at XNA for 20 minutes before coming in too. We went through security points at EVERY airport (which seemed weird), and each one had their own standards (i.e.; take off shoes/leave them on, ok to bring water/ or not, etc). Thankfully, all our luggage arrived with us. That's always a good thing.
There was snow on the ground at home, but most of it had melted off, so the roads were fine (although there was still an abundance in the fields). Flying over the remnants of the storms made for a bumpy last leg of flying from Detroit to XNA....but I still slept!
I'm so tired. I took cold meds the entire time in the plane (dayquil, then nyquil) and I slept most of the fly time, but I'm still tired. This cold has me wiped out, so I'm really hoping to rebound quickly now that we're home. We'll see...
It's good to be home. There's a lot to do, but it feels good to be here. I'll always miss ALL my kids company, but there is some level of contentment to be home....wherever it happens to be.
~marina
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