Now seems like a good time for a home tour.
Amazing, right?! It was such a gorgeous place!
But we had to leave, so we loaded our bags in our three minivans, and headed back to the flea market. We didn't get through the whole thing because of our Pearl Harbor schedule. Everybody was feeling better, so we just chilled and shopped.
We had to kill time between 11 a.m. and 9 p.m., so after the flea market, we went to the mall. The mall, Wal-Mart, and other stores are like in skyscrapers with parking garages. By the time we got to the mall, we were all starving. The entire 4th (yes, 4th) story of the mall was restaurants, like full size restaurants, not a food court. When Blaine saw Bubba Gumps, he begged to go there. Everybody agreed, so that's where we had lunch.
After lunch, we explored the mall a while, and then it was time for Doak's family to head to the airport, as their flight was earlier than ours. Parting is such sweet sorrow, especially for these two.
The rest of us just hung out at the mall for a couple of hours before heading to the airport for our flight. Kylee and Dad Dad had been talking all week about eating sushi, but since we cooked most of our meals at the house, they hadn't done it yet. Now was their time. Kellie decided to join them.
The girls were not impressed! Seaweed is disgusting, and the ginger wasn't any better! They ditched their sushi for the cupcakes.
When we got to the airport, Doak's family was still there. Their seven o'clock flight time had changed to a 10:50 departure time. We went to the airport two hours after them and left the airport two hours before them. Ouch.
Blaine had been worried all day about the pilot flying asleep during our red-eye flight. When we boarded the plane, there was a man standing there in a suit, greeting us. Blaine said, "Are you sure you're going to be able to stay awake while you fly us home all night?" The man said, "I don't know. Did you bring me coffee?" Blaine said, "No, but there is coffee on the plane; maybe the flight attendant could bring you some." The man in the suit informed him he was the flight attendant that would be serving us drinks, and not the pilot. Blaine said, "Oh, well have you seen the pilot? Does he look awake? Did he have a nap today?" Our sweet flight attendant said, "You know what, leave your bags right here. Mom, bring your camera. (stab to my aching heart, but I had the trusty iPhone) I'm taking you up to the pilot so you can talk to him about this yourself." And he did.
Blaine asked him if he was sure he could stay awake to fly us home. The pilot assured him that he could, and even said it actually wasn't the longest flight he'd ever made. Blaine asked him, more than once, if he had had a nap that day. When we left the cockpit, Blaine was reassured we would make it to LA with our pilot awake. Thanks, United Airlines and the sweet, sweet flight attendant who looked like a pilot. He went his seat and may have been asleep before take-off.
We, indeed, made it to LA in one piece for our three-hour layover and then to El Paso, home safely.
Until next time, we'll be dreaming and planning for Destin 2014
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