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Chapter 4- LAX

It was bad. I changed our tickets from departing at 8:30pm to 1:30pm because Aaron sent me a text message with a picture of Charlie and Jack that caused a highly emotional reaction. (It was a really cute picture, by the way.)

Upon arriving at LAX, more specifically Southwest Airlines, I see a huge crowd of people outside the doors, along with police men & cars, and firemen & trucks- a scene of mass hysteria. Another immediate and highly emotional reaction. A total breakdown.

I told Abby to just drop us off. We were going to fly home today, I just didn't know at what time or from which airport. Aaron's parents live "down the street" from LAX, so I knew I could always call them to come and pick us up if needed.

To make a long story short, all flights were delayed except for ours and the flights afterward. We had 20 minutes to check in, get through security, and board the plane. And we are standing in a mass of probably 500 people. Maybe more.

We crowded twice. (I was hoping for some sympathy having a child with me- it must have worked). Hurried through security. And ran to the gate. We were one of the last people to board the plane. And I prayed "thank you, thank you, thank you" all the way home.

The end.


Laura said…
You sure are lucky! I loathe going through the big city airport. Just am glad you guys got in an airplane...
Papa Randy said…
I’m glad you made it thru security, but you really don’t look like a terrorist anyway. I remember you and Fannie when you were little. We moved back to Bako when Jason was 9. You little kids were so cute. It’s so fun to see babies having babies, but it does make me feel old. Wait a minute, I am old. I love your blog. It changes so often. I miss your family. The Mc Family sure has given our fam some great memories. We love you guys. Tell Geneva Laverne we miss her and make sure to tell you grandma we miss her and she is welcome to come back anytime.
Mandee said…
Randy you are so nice to us. I always tell people that Bakersfield has the BEST people because it's so true. We had such great friends to grow up with, and those friends had the best parents! Like you and Anita, Steve and Dayna. Seriously, some of my best and most treasured memories are of "The TUD's" and 1st Ward. Those were good times!
Deby said…
I'm so glad you got through LAX so quickly. I personally will go to great lengths to avoid that airport. I'm so happy that our little airport is just that - little.
Katie said…
Ya gotta go Long Beach. So much more laid back.....
grandma jojo said…
I'm happy you got on the plane yet, I'm sad that you got on the plane, know what I mean?
And Katie is correct. LB is SO much better, seriously!
Gonzo's said…

Okay, I know this doesn't pertain to your airplane story at all (I had one the other day that I need to blog about too)..but I had to say that I appreciate your comment you left on my blog...I'm glad that there are other women out there (besides me) who are going through the whole "blended" family thing...your family is so cute and just from reading your comments I can tell what a wonderful mother you are to ALL of your kids!
Mandee said…
Why hasn't anyone told me about LB before? Does Aaron know? I've been flying in and out of LAX for the last 13 years, and I'm just now hearing about Long Beach. Sad people. That is sad. Especially if my own husband knew that.

Amber. Blended families are the best... and yet, can be such a challenge. But so worth it. Let's be friends. It's nice to know
someone who can relate.
grandma jojo said…
Jet Blue out of Long Beach; the only way to go. You have to travel at their times, twice a day to SLC, the times are decent. And, twice a day from SLC. Unfortunately one of thoes times is 6:30 a.m. the other is 3 or 4 p.m. Our last experience wasn't the best because LB was crowded. Usually it's calm and not crowded. You must give it a try.

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