Today is going to be the culmination of layovers and plane transfers. Fortunately, we did not have a red-eye wakeup call to get to start the travel day. In fact, it was was outright civilized. We woke up without an alarm as our plane leaves at noon. We had time for coffee, packing and a quick sausage biscuit at McDonalds (Yeah, I know...).
Our trip to the airport was only 10 minutes away from our hotel, and we were dropped off at the only airline that had a line. Ah, but we are carrying our bags and skipped the line through security to customs, which went expediantly. All of a sudden we were in the U.S, but still on the VIrgin Islands.
The first stop was Miami. This was about a 3 hour flight, and I was stuck in the fat-man middle seat. It went pretty quick while I watched Spiderman. Unfortuneatly, I did not have headphones so I had to put on Close Capioning and read my movie. I learned the lesson, to pick an inflight movie that ends just before the speaker starts to screech "Prepare for landing". Thus, I miss no ending.
We had virtually no layover in Miami, before boarding started a few gates down for Arizona. At least it wasn't New York, but dang, we have 3 planes to negotiate. Sandra grabbed a quick Pizza slice, but I was still full from McDonalds earlier. I'll probably pay the hunger price for skipping this snack, but I would deal with that latter. This was another 3 hour or so flight, so I watched Napolean. This time I pulled the headphones out of my pack and was able to actually watch the film.
In this layover, we had a little time so there was no rush to make it to the gate. I was all movied out at this point, so just listened to music for the flight to Boise. When we landed, it was glorious. Back home. Back in the saddle. Back in Black. Back in Boise! All the "Backs" I could think of. But most importantly, back in our own bed.