So I’ve been on a plane for some part of 5 of the last 6 days. And I have a flight back tomorrow too. It has been kind of interesting. Today’s/last night’s flight was the worst. Not quite sure why – the seats were cramped (delta 767) or maybe it was the moronic chatter going on behind us or could it be, possibly, perhaps, by chance, this hyper baby that was whining and moaning and crying in our laps?
He usually sleeps by takeoff. And thought with a 10:10pm flight that he’d be asleep for sure. But the new plane was a sensory buffet for him. Teaching him to use his “magic” and turn on the overhead light by saying “bing!” (Marco would turn the light on from his armrest) turned out to be not such a good idea once he was addicted to the ability. Of course, the one time he’s gonna be nutty is during a cross-country flight overnight. At least him and moms are sleeping right now. Westin had 1 room available at 7am. Another couple should open up soon.
Anyway, Chic-fil-a is in the little mall across the street, so we sampled some chicken and biscuits. And chicken minis. They were especially enjoyable given our sleep deprivation.
The parking structure we are in is best described as a crowded triangle. The ramps are one car wide, but have warnings all over reminding one that it is two way traffic. I’m not sure how we’ll get out.
But we’re here. Happy. And tired.