The usual formalities took place at the airport when we got there Monday morning: bags being overweight, having to change things from bag to bag, finding something to cut the zip strap and of course hearing the announcer call our flight for boarding. Once the bags were out of the way, we were smooth flying; well, we had to sit on the runway for about 45 minutes because a light craft that landed blew a tire and had to be towed off the main runway. The trip went relatively smooth, all things considered because just about every member of the family had gotten the flu and were not really feeling 100% but they made the best of it because nothing was going to stop them from getting onto the plane. We got to London at 6 p.m., and quickly got to our connecting flight. I tell you going backwards is more exhausting than going forward, and what makes matters worst is the amount of food one is made to eat.
Needless to say, we made it to JFK at 10:40, sat on the plane until everyone was off, dragged ourselves to the customers, were quickly expedited and then our bags were already revolving on the conveyor belt. That was the quickest we had ever been in and out of an airport. As we were waiting outside of the airport for our ride, no more than 10 minutes, there came out of nowhere pockets of groups with placards welcoming us back. First there was a scream from Genesis and then a dead sprint to embrace her bosom friend, it was a classic moment. We closed the airport as we fellowship and enjoyed each others company, took pictures and of course stopped at McDonald on the way home for the much anticipated fast food inoculation. Check out the picture tomorrow we'll tell you more...
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