Phone in Airplane mode. Check.
Location on. Check.
Google Maps open. Check.
See the plane path. Check.
Fancy ass Global Pass got us through Immigration before hoi polloi. Suitcases off pretty fast. Through Customs lickety split too handing off suitcases to continue their journey to HPN.
While in line to go back through Security, a husband and wife cut in front of us. She in a wheel chair. Aaah, the old wheel chair scam. Once she was through the line, she got out of the chair, ditched it somewhere and she and hubby motored off on foot to get something to eat. They were maybe our age. Pretty shameful I think. I wish I had the chutzpah to call her out but in a public place, I let it go.
We’re biding our time until flight two, sitting in the Delta Sky Lounge, watching all the planes go by.
Vacation is officially over. Boo hoo. Likely no mahi mahi for dinner tonight. And no one to pull the bedspread back. Mr. EOS is still feeling a little weak. I’m back to normal.
Next stop, White Plains.