
I'm here and I don't know how I'll ever talk myself into ever getting back on the plane to come back! It wasn't
all that bad honestly, I didn't wait in any lines anywhere, the flights were easy enough to live
thru, customs didn't harass me at all, and I found my parents on this end. In fact, they were chatting up some stranger (big surprise) and I watched for a good while as I almost walked right past them as they kept glancing up looking for me, looking right at me, but not actually seeing me. It was really funny. Or maybe it wasn't? I don't know. Everything is funny at this point.
We just got back from dinner across the street where I sat and giggled with my folks about this and that as the world lurched around me making me more air sick than I've been all day. So weird.
Check my dad out driving on the wrong side of everything. I was super impressed and not worried at all. Good thing too, we'll be in the car all day tomorrow.
gooooodnite.