I got up early with the girls to see them off. They had to catch an 8am bus, and my shuttle didn't leave until 9:30. I was sad to see them go, jealous that they get to go see more things, but I was ready to get home too. The Rome airport is as crazy as the rumors say it is. I really wish I could understand all other languages so that I could eavesdrop on what everyone around me was saying, especially when there's really good domestics going on!! A 3 hour plane ride to my stop-over in Dublin. Everyone in the airport was dressed in pants and sweaters, so I knew it was pretty chilly there!! I didn't have time to make it out of the airport, with only a 2 hour stop-over, but I could see the beautiful green and mountainous landscape around me, and it's definitely somewhere I want to go back to! When it was time to load the plane, I had great prime-time seating. First row of coach, lots of leg room, first one off the plane, it was going to be great! Then I got called to the desk and asked to switch with a lady so that she could sit next to her baby. Yea, no problem!! Well, now instead of being in row 10, I'm in row 42, with 300 people in front of me when it's time to unload, instead of 20. And my leg room no longer exists. I was not the happiest about that, but I'm hoping to put that in the good karma bank. Before taking off, we waited over an hour on the runway, because they were trying to fix the on-board entertainment systems. I'm not good with sitting still as it is, much less knowing that it's going to be for 7 more hours while crossing the Atlantic, but I was grateful when they finally fixed, and it only ended up being about 30 minutes later than the originally scheduled arrival.
When I arrived at JFK airport, it was POURING!!! I had not seen rain since I left London 6 weeks before, so this was not the "Welcome home" I wanted, but I was still glad to be back on American soil. I was super glad to see my parents. My dad, as I knew he would, wanted to help me with my bags. I asked him where he was when I needed him all summer! And no, I did not have the old man carry my heavy bags that I was perfectly capable of carrying! Even though the 3 hour car ride home was not ideal, it was good to be able to catch up. Especially knowing that my own bed awaited me! :)
When I arrived at JFK airport, it was POURING!!! I had not seen rain since I left London 6 weeks before, so this was not the "Welcome home" I wanted, but I was still glad to be back on American soil. I was super glad to see my parents. My dad, as I knew he would, wanted to help me with my bags. I asked him where he was when I needed him all summer! And no, I did not have the old man carry my heavy bags that I was perfectly capable of carrying! Even though the 3 hour car ride home was not ideal, it was good to be able to catch up. Especially knowing that my own bed awaited me! :)
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