The Adventure Begins
Yesterday marked my husband's maiden voyage in the air. As exhausted as my husband was, Monday, Oct. 8, 2017, was the longest day ever. Not only that but the most mileage ever traveled by air, too. We arrived at San Antonio Airport at 6:00 a.m. both excited but frankly, I was concerned. So concerned that when the option to purchase medical insurance when booking our flight, I ended up paying that extra money because I was worried my husband may have some issue arise. I wasn't taking any chances. So that morning, we woke up our late rising son at 4:30 a.m. This twenty-one-year-old wakes up daily at around noon. So it took some major nudging to get him up. Why were we going to pay for a taxi or Uber when you've got a driver in the family? He just had to climb in the car, since his father drove to the airport. As we backed out of the driveway, we said a prayer for the protection of our family and our home. Hugs and kisses were shared as we grabbed our luggage and head in