I'm baaaaack. I left Monday night (well, Tuesday morning at 12:05 AM, but I had to get to Jorge Chavez by 9:30 PM in order to get through $%&^()# Immigration in time) and arrived at home 2:00 PM Tuesday afternoon. That's a lot of plane/airport time. The plane trip from Lima to Atlanta would have been fine, but I only got about an hour and a half of sleep because apparently the Peruvian Barbershop Coughing Quartet was practicing for the International Coughing Competition right behind me. For two soles I'd have beaten them to death with my complementary airline dinner sandwich. So it goes.
I was so exhausted and hungry by the time I got to Dulles that when Chris was a little late picking me up, I quickly and logically decided that he had 1) died in a fiery car crash, or 2) forgotten the incredibly complicated procedure involved in picking someone up from Dulles* and was at that moment orbiting Tyson's Corner.
When I got home I took a four-hour nap, went to bed early and slept half of yesterday away. Even so, I'm still not caught up on sleep. I'll post pics and trip highlights this weekend, IF YOU'RE NICE TO ME. ;)
Oh, and working all day? I was right. It really does suck.
*Follow enormous "Arrivals" signs, clearly visible to all but the legally blind. Drive slowly past Arrivals exits, squinting at every face as you go. Repeat as necessary until you find either your party, or someone cuter who also needs a ride.
I was so exhausted and hungry by the time I got to Dulles that when Chris was a little late picking me up, I quickly and logically decided that he had 1) died in a fiery car crash, or 2) forgotten the incredibly complicated procedure involved in picking someone up from Dulles* and was at that moment orbiting Tyson's Corner.
When I got home I took a four-hour nap, went to bed early and slept half of yesterday away. Even so, I'm still not caught up on sleep. I'll post pics and trip highlights this weekend, IF YOU'RE NICE TO ME. ;)
Oh, and working all day? I was right. It really does suck.
*Follow enormous "Arrivals" signs, clearly visible to all but the legally blind. Drive slowly past Arrivals exits, squinting at every face as you go. Repeat as necessary until you find either your party, or someone cuter who also needs a ride.

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