So, we had to be at the airport insanely early. We had to get up and catch a taxi at 2am to get to the airport. Kindly, our host came to escort us to the airport and brought us a taxi. Seth's plane was about 4 hours later, but he came with us too and hung out at the airport. We had four legs of our journey. We told the kids that they could sleep on the first leg, but we wanted them to sleep at home so that they could get over jetlag faster and we asked them to try to stay awake the rest of the time. We planned to just carry our bags like we had on the way to Spain. The Moroccan end wouldn't let us. They made us check 4 of our bags and caused little Seth a lot of anxiety about his wooded stuff that was packed in his bag. We ate really weird fish pizza at the airport for our breakfast and then hugged Uncle Seth goodbye. We had so much fun with our Seth! I hope we get to do it again. Then we boarded our plane (which had lots of room for luggage by the way) and flew to Paris. In Paris we had a couple of hours layover, so we had lunch, finished up homework assignments and took turns taking walks around the terminal. Found lots of Astrix and Obelix books. We then caught a flight to the US. I'm spacing which city. I think we went to Cincinati. That's where we had our problems. Our layover was supposed to be 1 1/2 hours long.... barely enough time to catch our next flight. We ended up having to go through customs, pick up our luggage that we should not have had to check, go through security and get to our terminal in an hour. It was the one time that it would have been nice to have a disabled person escort. We made it with 10 minutes to spare and they were already closing up the doors. This flight was full, so they made us check our bags again, but they did let us on to the flight at least and we weren't late luckily. We spent most of the flight watching movies and poking each other to stay awake. The last half hour before getting to Salt Lake, Seth fell asleep, and we couldn't wake him up. We'd been awake for 29 hours at this point. Grandma and Grandpa Wilcox met us at the airport with our van. Turns out that Janelle was meeting Seth at the airport for his flight that was supposed to be there soon. She had to go to work, so she drove us home and Mom and Dad waited for Seth. I'm so grateful that she got us home. We couldn't even see straight at this point. We got home, some showered, the rest of us crashed and I think I slept for 11 hours straight.
Dr Who reference anyone?
Seth had finished his reading and other homework but somehow got out of finishing math.... so he spent most of our recovery day catching up on math.
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