Headed Home

Friday Sept 30

Once again the alarm went off way to early. We had little to do but freshen up and head to the lobby. We caught the shuttle back to the airport and after a short wait for Mark to get searched we were back in the lounge having our breakfast.

The flight was just over 9 hours even though we left Barcelona at 11:30 AM and landed in Chicago at 1:30 PM, just 2 hours later. We cleared customs, changed terminals and had a bite to eat before boarding our next and final flight home to Little Rock.

The final flight was talkative. We all sat in different locations and everyone was wanting to talk. And not just to us or with us, but it was one of the noisiest flights we'd ever been on. One guy that looked like he crawled out of a Dogpatch USA Comic strip came on board and sat in front of Mark. He had a long beard and wore old overalls and smelled of fish, or maybe it was whiskey. He came on the plane looking for his seat and announced loudly, "Can anyone on here read? I only know how to read water." He stopped the stewardess and asked her if he could pull out his guitar and entertain the plane. She denied his request. He stopped the next stewardess and asked if she was available after the flight. She said no. He then asked if her mother was available. Needless to say none of us got any rest.

Mark tried blocking out everything with his noise cancelling headphones. He decided to see if the plane was still noisy at one point and turned them off just in time to hear he stewardess threatening to kick someone off the plane. He quickly turned on his earphones again.

The plane arrived safely in Little Rock. Our adventure was over. Since there is no easy way to end this I'll just leave it at this.

THE END




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