We woke up the next morning and headed out from London on our way home. Traveling the world is always fun, but traveling with my best friend is beyond a blessing.
The trip from London went well...until about an hour before we landed in NYC. I started feeling crummy. I figured it was jet lag. Nope. I spent the majority of our layover in NYC laying on the floor covered in a blanket and shivering beyond control. These bouts of shivering were briefly broken up by several trips to the bathroom to vomit. It was a good time. Only I can add throwing up in the JFK airport to my list of "things I experienced" on our trip. Classic. We made it home that night exhausted, but still smiling. It really was a once in a lifetime opportunity for us. Or at least a once in a lifetime of while are kiddos are at home. Many, many thanks to our family in the states who took care of our three precious boys, one of whom contracted mono while we were gone. We couldn't have made this trip without their tag teaming efforts to love on them.