Even though day number one wasn't very glamorous, this number two day is so far off as you can get.
We woke up at 3am local time and got on the bus to again to take us back to base. Then we just hung around for hours and hours waiting for God knows what.
I know for sure I would never been able to do what all these men and women in here do. Not so much the work or the mission or anything like that but I don’t know if my mind would be strong enough to take all this stress or lack of action or whatever NOT happening. And when I look around everybody’s just chillin’ trying to find the least uncomfortable position and try to get some sleep. They have realized I guess long ago that worrying and freaking out won’t change a thing, and that’s what I would never be able to realize I guess! I would get a heart attack or stroke within a week from just being annoyed at stuff! It’s great to see and try to learn from all these guys!
Yesterday, it took about 2 hours to get from the airplane to the hotel. The driver went back and forth on base first, stopping here and there for different paperwork to be done or turned in, then two stops at Shoppette and BX and on the way to the hotel, not knowing where he was going a couple of times.
The guys didn't mind, sure there was some smart comments here and there, but they are used to it and knows what to expect I guess. The kids did great too, a little complaint that it was hot, and MAN was it hot!!!! The only one that had to breathe to keep my calm was I. Just telling what bad self control I have!
Told one of the navigators when we came out to the hotel that I thought they've made a horrible mistake on the flight planning and by accident landed us in HELL… but I had just forgot how bad the heat and humidity is down south. Don’t miss that at all!!!!
Luckily the 30 parachutes had gone down to 20 parachutes. We sit crammed in with zero leg room. Hardly any air condition and just miserable in general. I have to keep reminding myself that it is a free trip and that we would never ever been able to bring all of our bags if it wasn't for this flight.
But, I’m not sure it’s worth it to be honest with you…
One thing that’s funny though is that whenever I complain about something, like; why did they turn the AC off all of a sudden? Dale always has the answer and a reason why, they have to turn the AC off for takeoff because we are so heavy and bleed air and blabla bla… haha
So now after I complained again this time on this very blog, we just took off from NJ where we stopped for refuel and now it’s an excruciation 7 or 8 hours ride until we get to the Azores where we’re staying the night again, hopefully a little longer night than the one we got last night.
I have to take time to brag about the kids, I know they have not ever won the price of the best behaved children in the world but after this trip I’m willing to put them in the competition, because I think they have a chance to win!
Unbelievable, they are not complaining, not fussing, not acting out and not freaking out because of the lack of sleep, crammed quarters or anything.
Dale is scared we won’t get on the space A from the Azores because they could not manifest us through the whole way due to mission number or something like that. We’ll see… I’m not too concerned about that but it’s probably because I’m busy freaking out about the train travel… see how good we share the family’s burden my husband and I??!!
PS, I was trying to upload some pictures of our trip but it won't work, as soon as I have fixed it though I promise adding some pictures to the posts!
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