Below are some pictures of us at the San Antonio Airport.
As you can see, the trip already found some of us busy...
...some of us bemused...
...some of us bored...
...and some of us bizarre.
But this was not unusual. Most of us were this way already (as the pictures show), and we persisted to live in this way despite such European horizon-broadenings.
We saw our fair share of airports and border-crossings. Below are some of the girls at the Atlanta Airport, happy to be on their way to London.
Obviously they hadn't endured the grueling seven-hour flight yet.
But here's one of their plans for said flight.
Yes, they really DID wear those ridiculous things throughout the trip.
Well, I figure a 7-hour plane ride
deserves at least the recognition
of a new page