We’re home, back in Bedford, after a long but happily uneventful day yesterday.
Travel days are always a pain – we were up early yesterday just because that’s what happens when you can’t sleep. Double and triple check to make sure we packed everything, regrettably leaving behind an unfinished bottle of rum!
The drive to the St. Lucian international airport was a full ninety minutes of freaking hairpin turns and as you know from the last post, we hurried up to get there to sit and wait and wait, for a plane late arriving from New York.
Looking down and back at port of Castries with one huge cruise ship in port – usually there are three!
Once in the air, the three very busy drinking 30-something women who were sitting in front of us played Cards Against Humanity for all four+ hours of the flight, which kept them laughing SO hard we couldn’t help but laugh too. I think this could be the perfect choice for an EOS Blog Party!
Cards Against Humanity is a party game for horrible people. Unlike most of the party games you’ve played before, Cards Against Humanity is as despicable and awkward as you and your friends.
The game is simple. Each round, one player asks a question from a black card, and everyone else answers with their funniest white card.
The best part of the trip was getting our snooty asses in the Global Entry line at JFK but it turned out to be of zero advantage as the luggage carousel was slow to bring down the bags and by the time it did, even hoi polloi were in the bag claim area. Boo hiss.
Our MTC car service ride home was a breeze (we’ve used them for over 25 years!) – Number One son had dinner ready, the house clean, mail stacked, and Dawg all spit and polish clean and nails clipped too.
We did not watch the Republican Third Grade Debate and hearing snippets of it on TV this morning didn’t please me in any way shape or form. I’m just now reading your Romney comments in yesterday’s post and will respond later.
For now, we’re in full birthday mode here – One Mr. EOS is 6-9 years young today. I tried to bring a little present home for him from St. Lucia but JetBlue balked when I tried to stuff it in the overhead bin!
The funniest of all though, just now Mr. EOS is listening to his voice messages left while gone. A wrong number was from a veterinarian saying he could bring Chuckie in for neutering. I assured him it was a wrong number!! 🙂