The saddest day of the trip for me. I could spend another month over here. There is so much to do and see.
But it will be nice to be able to wash my clothes.
We arrived at Charles de Gaulle and sailed through every security check. Since we got there three hours before our flight, we had plenty of time to kill and did some last minute souvenir shopping.
We got on the nine hour flight to Detroit. Honestly, it went by quicker than our first flight across the pond.
AirFrance is our new favourite airline.
We got complementary drinks, snacks, a hot meal, salad, bread, dessert, more bread, yogurt, juice, ice cream, and a sleep mask.
Plus, they had a large selection of movies and TV shows to watch.
I watched three movies and three TV episodes in that time.
We finally landed in Detroit. It’s as terrible as everyone says.
Then our flight to Tampa got delayed. At this point, we just wanted to be done with planes and airports. It was torturous having to wait.
When we finally boarded, we found the air nozzle above my mom’s seat was broken. We were blasted with cold air for the entire 2 1/2 flight. It felt like the longest flight of our entire journey. Every time we looked at the time, only minutes had passed.
We eventually made it back safe and sound at 1:30AM.
So, this is the big finish, I suppose. Thanks, Dad, for funding this incredible trip. Thanks, Megan and family, for giving us a place to stay and chauffeuring us around. Thanks, little brothers, for not sabotaging my room. Thanks, Mom, for being a part of something I’ll never forget, and for being the one to ask for directions when I got us lost.
And thank you, if you actually followed this blog, because it was quite difficult to keep up.