Day 10 – 9/11 – Travel Day

I was really concerned whether or not Alice could survive the 9 1/2 hour flight to Dallas, but by 1AM I was feeling nauseated myself.  I don’t know if it was due to anxiety, lack of sleep, dehydration, motion sickness, or food poisoning.  I was becoming less concerned about Alice and began wondering whether or not I could survive the flight home myself.  I tried my best to sleep, but nausea and turbulence made that very difficult.  We touched down in Dallas at 5:40AM, but weren’t allowed to get off the plane until customs opened at 6AM.  Our connecting flight to San Jose was scheduled to depart at 7:15AM, so there wasn’t much time to collect our bags, go through customs, re-checkin our bags, and transit from one terminal to another.  At this point, I wasn’t even sure I wanted to step on another plane since I was still feeling sick.  Missing our connecting flight wouldn’t have been the worst thing in the world.  But, nope, we made it to the gate during final boarding.  We were the last ones to board, but we made it.  So, I had four more hours of torture to endure.  When we finally got home, I was so glad to be able to finally lie down somewhere. 

 Worst trip ever!  But hey, it was very memorable. 

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