The flights could have been worse. We flew out from Salem, so we didn’t have to make the hour drive to Portland, which meant more time at home with Riley (who we call Puppy-just for those of you who don’t know). The Salem airport is small, but cute, and the flight out was not bad. It was a tight fight (as I am not a delicate flower but more of a fat load), but the plane wasn’t full and that made it just seem better. The connecting flight in Utah was full, and we and a snot nosed brat in the row behind us. That made for a tense flight, but thank god for itunes and my iphone. All and all, it wasn’t a horrible experience. We’ll see how the journey home goes. I don’t mind the smaller planes, and I really like that we are closer to home going this route.
We found our luggage, found our POS rental car, and finally found the the hotel (thank god we saw the shuttle in front of us that said 1-800-Hilton, we followed that bad boy all the way to the hotel.
Thankfully check in and finding the room went fast, and the hotel has a restaurant. We had some meat and potatoes, as well as a much needed drink. Now we are unwinding in our room getting ready to sleep and mentally prepare for what ever may happen tomorrow.
~Emily
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Did you get the part about the brat on the airplane for leg two? I'll be plain: that child is lucky he's still breathing today. I've had it with parents who indulge their children's every whim and then foist their greedy, never happy little f***s on society. It's not like we could run away; we were trapped with that spawn of Satan and could do nothing but try to crawl into our own headspace. *sigh* Only two more flights to go and then we'll be back to our quiet, peaceful, and comfortable home. In the interim, I'm sure I will enjoy the company of Emily's extended family. :)
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