We are home. Finally. I realize that we've been here for two weeks already, but I needed time to decompress before jumping back on the blog.
The flight back to the US was long. It took two hours to get to the airport, which really isn't surprising, or unexpected. We did arrive with PLENTY of time to spare, so then it was a matter of entertaining two kids who were stimulated by their surroundings and battling sleep time routines. We did a lot of walking around, strolling, going to the bathroom, all in the name of keeping Cayden from running like a banshee through the terminals.
Cayden, Beckham, and I were in a middle row, and Heath was in an aisle seat diagonal from us. Thankfully the gentleman behind him offered his seat to Heath, which also happened to have an empty next to it. We ended up putting Cayden across those two seats to sleep, and Heath came to the dark side with Beck and I. Beckham doesn't do the best on long haul flights. He tosses and turns when he sleeps, and that just isn't possible on a plane. So basically he would sleep in 45 minute increments. On a 9.5 hour flight. Yeah, I was pooped.
The flight attendants were impressed with my McGyver-ing skills. I put the blanket across the tops of the chairs to block out the tiny, yet impressive light, that wouldn't turn off.
The sunrise was beautiful.
Because we were delayed out of Sao Paulo, and with a VERY tight connection time, and the fact that the airline couldn't get the locks off the cargo area on the plane.....we missed our connection at 8:10am. We were told that we were on the 1130 flight, but not really the case. Beckham and I ended up on that flight, while Cayden and Heath were on a 2:00 flight. Needless to say, it was a LONG day, but we were very excited to be home.