Airports... whoa! I'll start with our flight from Charlotte to Chicago. I never knew sitting beside a complete stranger could be so interesting. He ended up being a rancher and producer of Mexican indie films. After 2 hours of discussing horses, cattle, and the Mexican movie industry, our flight landed safely in Chicago. After following the directions of our flight attendant, we realized that he had sent us to the wrong terminal, and that the flight we were supposed to be on had already pulled onto the runway, from a terminal a little over a mile away. Running through the Chicago airport, we finally got everything worked out, got a new flight, and are sitting in the waiting area relaxing right now. Soon we'll be boarding a flight and we'll end up in London tomorrow morning, just in time for our 12 hour layover. Then it's on to Uganda!
They don't know what they're in for.
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