Welcome to Texas
We are in Houston, Texas!
The trip was fraught with danger, the flights long, the body odour all consuming..........
Just kidding....at least about the danger!
The trip was surprisingly smooth, Micah played, ate and slept his way through a 15 hr flight ( I think he is part koala), Carey snort-laughed himself through copious seasons of Curb Your Enthusiasm and I made friends with the Air Hostess, who fed me on the regular...A pretty good flight for all.
(Except for the lady in front of me who reclined her chair all the way straight after take-off and kept it that way for 75% of the flight...Grace of God saved you lady!)
We arrived in Dallas in the early afternoon, proceeding through security only for myself to be body searched for having liquid panadol....I was considering admitting guilt for nothing with the gun to Sherri ratio at an all time high, 16:1 for those playing at home. We proceed to fly to Houston and entered what can only be described as manic. I grew up in China but I honestly have never seen such crazy drivers nor so many cars. Our taxi driver was lovely! He only took 20 mins for a 45 mins drive, Carey and I white knuckled the doors more than a few times. In all seriousness though he was so helpful.
More to come, if you are good there are some photos from the airport body search.
For now I will leave you with some observations.
- There are police stationed in and around the church we have been attending, strange seeing firearms in the foyer of a church next to the door greeter!
- There are more almond milk options in supermarkets here than I have ever seen...25 at last count.
- Captain Crunch while enjoyable will send your three year old crazy for 12+ hours, resulting in a laugh/sob combo.
- The traffic here is intense, I have yet to drive and I may need a valium before I do.
- Carey has become a traffic pro, only turning into oncoming traffic twice, by Texas standards he is the best driver in the state.
- Whattaburger is delicious.
- Squirrels will drop bear you.


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