Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Phew, back in the States!

Phew! After flying almost 5000 miles round trip, we're back in Oregon, and really, REALLY exhausted. I have a ton of work to catch up on, so I'll parcel the details of the trip out over several easy-to-chew bite size pieces:

DAY ONE:
The flight was LONG. Portland to Atlanta was 5 hours, then another 1.5 to Fort Lauderdale. That's TOO long for peanuts to suffice. Note to self: Next time pack a backpack full of food and sell in en route--we'll pay for our airfare that way! When we finally got to Florida, we discovered that our hotel didn't have a shuttle service, and so began the nickel and diming of our trip, with a $25 cab ride to the hotel. (And I'm pretty sure the cabbie drove us there on a very circuitous route!) Stepping out the airport, we were welcomed with warm breezes and high humidity. Margaret's hair curled right up and we felt completely overdressed wearing pants and jackets that were required in Portland. As soon as we checked in at the hotel, we walked down to the beach and found to our amazement that the water was warmer than the 37 degrees that the Oregon coast waters are during the summer. We were also surprised that Fort Lauderdale was nothing that we'd expected... being that what we'd expected was scenes from MTV's Spring Break and Girls Gone Wild. Pros and cons about it not being like that.

Later that night we ate at a restaurant that featured tables that were mounted on swings--where we had to be careful not to order anything that might make us nauseous, as the rocking wouldn't have been a winning combination and we would have ended up with a decicedly UNromantic Valentine's dinner. It all turned out okay and neither of us got motion sick. After a short swim in the hotel pool, we got to bed, as we had to wake up early the next morning for our 7:30am departure for the Bahamas.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Those southerners sure are classy with swinging tables what was the entertainment dueling banjos.
In the bible belt this is what they call a swingers club.

Anonymous said...

Well, at least a 5-hour flight gives you plenty of time to order some top quality product from the Sky Maul. I don't know what I would do without my handy adultery-detector!

Dave D. said...

Now you know how much fun it was for me to go home for christmas each year. The flight alone, made it quite unbareble. Then there's my mom....

Anonymous said...

As a couple really old people (your Aunt & Uncle) sitting here in Bangkok feeling sorry about your going 5000 miles round trip. We look at our 8000 miles one way in 27 hours and wish we were young again so we could think 2500 miles in a day was bad. And to think we done it to go to the dentist to boot.
I guess that the younger generation is just not what we were.
Hope you had fun, we certainly are. Heading to Laos on Wednesday for a week.