Oscar, John and I head to have a pizza in the terminal. While we’re eating, the Grinch walks by and Oscar gets to snap a pic with him, get a candy cane and then sees the Storm Troopers with Kylo Ren and starts humming the Imperial March for them. Kylo Ren actually tells him that it’s a great song and we go shopping some, walking around, sitting around, waiting, waiting, waiting for hours in O’Hare. We did successfully avoid losing Oscar in O’Hare which he was worried would happen after watching Home Alone 2: Lost in New York. We successfully board the next plane and someone switches seats with John in order to allow him to sit next to Oscar who would have been across the aisle from me and behind John all alone in an aisle. I’m sure he could do it, but it would have been a pain. We get delayed on the tarmac because of a dent that they just found in the door and they have to have maintenance check it out. Really?
We land in Tampa at 11:30pm and Oscar is not in a happy place. He’s tired and says that his stomach hurts because of not being able to go to sleep most likely. We are able to get through the terminal without him crying too much and get our luggage. I tell him that he can go to sleep as soon as we get in the car. A neighbor of my parents’ is picking us up and actually stays out late to pick us up and deliver us to my parents’ house by 12:30am…..it was 16 hours of traveling, but we’re here. And the text from Julie that they have arrived at their AirBnB makes it so that we can finally go to sleep.
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