Well, I made it back in one piece. I got on the plane to leave Tanzania about 24 hours ago, and am feeling quite proud that I am still sitting up and typing fairly decently with only about 1.5 hours' sleep.
The first leg of the trip the entire plane was entertained (?) by a screaming toddler. The first two hours I felt so bad for this poor child. The second two hours I felt so bad for the screaming child's parents, who surely knew that they were absolutely the least popular passengers on the plane. The third two hours I was amazed at this child's stamina. Why hadn't she fallen asleep mid-scream yet? And the seventh hour (yes, she kept it up for 7 hours) I just wanted to get up and strangle her.
Thankfully we landed and they did NOT continue on to Minneapolis with me. I seriously had already made plans to switch flights if I saw them in my line.
I am tired but it feels really good to be home. It feels odd not to be talking to Carla face-to-face, but the dogs are never more than a foot away from me, and the boys keep giving me hugs, and there really is no place like home.
Welcome back to MN... missed you.. glad to hear that you made it back in one piece.. too bad about the flight.. I might not have lasted that long..
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