Early morning. Hopped out of bed and jumped on the shuttle to the airport. Then breakfast. We had a direct flight to FL, so that was good. The Things are growing up - we had no complaints about heavy backpacks or hunger or even boredom, really. I guess they were more excited about going than they were whiny. Any way, it was a nice flight. Sweetie sat next to the boys, so I just read a book and listened to music. I would've probably watched the in-flight movie (Diary of a Wimpy Kid) except the woman in the seat next to me took my audio jack, and I didn't feel like making an issue of it over that movie.
We arrived in FL not having had lunch (only snacks on the plane) but our clocks were all messed up anyway, so we left the airport for Grammy and Grandpa's. They apparently live in middle of nowhere. Coming from the density of southern California, central Florida is a vast, empty swampland. But eventually we got there and (after eating), the Things wanted to go swimming in the pool Grammy has been talking up for months. So despite the late hour (East Coast time), we hit the pool. And it was very nice. The water was warm, but not too warm; the pool is big; there was hardly anyone there for us to annoy: perfect.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
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