After our whirlwind (or so it seemed) six week "vacation" in California, it was time for us to pack up our 7 large suitcases, 4 carry-on bags, 2 car seats, the beat-up stroller, and 100 pound dog and crate, and head off today to Washington, DC. It was a long day traveling; we had a 2.5 hour delay in Los Angeles, a five hour flight, and an hour wait for our hotel shuttle once we arrived in DC. We left the house at 6 am and didn't arrive to the hotel until 9 pm. Oh it was a LONG day... at least for me.
For the girls? Not so much. A five hour plane ride to them is merely an errand. They don't even flinch when we tell them how long each flight is going to be now. They only ask if it's as long as driving to Bubbie and Zadie's house, (the 7+ hour drive from my in-laws to my parents house) which seems to be their tolerance benchmark. Today's flight was no exception. Sure they weren't thrilled about the added delay at LAX airport, but they know the drill. No whining, crying, hitting, spitting, biting, yelling, jumping, or throwing fits on the airplane... They just usually save it up until right after we step foot off the airplane, or better yet in the baggage claim. Hey, as long as I'm not screaming at them through clenched teeth to "... cut... that ... bleepity bleep ... out ... right ... now!"
Over the years the girls have turned into well seasoned travelers, which is not surprising since they've logged over 150,000 miles between them, with Riley traveling on fourteen transatlantic flights and Sheridan on eleven. Their passports are peppered with entrance and exit stamps from an amazing list of countries visited, a perk of living overseas for the last five years that we've really tried to use to our advantage.
As you all know we're off to Chennai next Saturday. Thankfully flying from Washington, DC puts us at least five hours closer to our two-day travel ordeal. We'll be hanging out on the East Coast these next two weeks, a bit in the Tri-State area visiting family and friends, and next week in DC while Matt does a smidgen of work before we head out. If you don't hear from us for awhile, it's because we're off gallivanting around, showing the girls our favorite spots, and have no wireless internet service to tell you of our tales.
Until I'm able to write again...