On our way to San Francisco... or are we? Our initial flight was repeatedly delayed for a total of six hours. Yes, six hours in Dulles airport, when we could have been at home relaxing, or napping. And when we did finally take off, it was to spend 5 more hours on the plane. We were at our wits end from entertaining Leah in a filthy airport lounge with just a few toys from our carry-on.
The bright spot in the experience was that we flew in first class, thanks to some frequent flyer award tickets Eli managed to score. The tasty meal, desert, snacks, and free booze helped take the edge off once we got into the air.
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