Man, I am tired. We are in Venice, finally. The clock says it's 7:30PM but it may as well be the end of time.
The plane out of Houston was delayed for 2 hours. This translates into us missing our flight connection out of London.
Kids, never, never, ever fly out of, or into, Heathrow. I am serious. I never saw so many people compressed in a very small place in my life. We finally got out of there (thank God for first class tix) and flew to Rome and then Venice. I didn't sleep much on the plane from Houston but of course Jack did. So he fared better than me.
But we are here and I believe the miseries are behind us. At least until we go back to Las Vegas, anyway. Jack is in the shower and I am a few seconds from falling fast asleep. Did you know you have to have a room card to turn the lights on in hotel rooms in Venice? We didn't, and there is not a light switch to be found. Interesting.
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