The long flight home

Day 13: Thursday May 8, 5:30 am - Chicago International Airport

I made it - I'm back in America! That was the longest flight ever, and I did not think I was going to survive. The first five hours were fraught with turbulence, very rough turbulence, and eventually it calmed down. It was supposed to take only 14 hours, but it took us about 16 hours. Yuck.

And on this flight, I didn't even have Tetris to distract me - just a couple of movies and two noisy kids sitting next to me.

Despite all this, I was so grateful to walk off the plane and be in America. Now we just need to get Andy back over here.