Travelling Hell with an Angel

Here we are in Texas. The sun is warm and the sky is blue. Couldn't ask for better. How was the trip dow you ask? Hell. Well actually, Houston was hell. But let's start from the beginning.I woke up at 2:30 with Max and didn't get back to sleep. I knew it was going to be a long day. Up at 5:00am, out of the house at 6:30 and off to the airport. Went through the ridiculous US security and customs. Had my letter of consent to travel from Marty (they did ask for it), was allowed through with my 4 bottles of water for Max's formula. Everything was going well.First flight, 2 hours to Chicago. How did Max do? He was an angel. He didn't cry at all, even napped for a little bit. Wow! Have I told you we have the perfect kid lately? Four hour lay over in Chicago. How was Max? He was an angel. Again, have I told you how perfect our kid is lately? Three hour flight to Houston. How was Max? He entertained people, laughed and napped again. Have I told you... you get the point. Then we hit Houston.First of all, the George Bush International Airport in Houston is a pit. It is old, ugly and the people are not friendly. How long did we have there? 3 1/2 hours. First thing, we had to change terminals. No problem, right? Ha! In this airport, you have to go through another security check, full on with taking off your shoes, getting your bag swabbed for explosives and NOT allowing ANY water through, even for baby formula. Can you believe this? We just went through O'Hare, one of the largest airports in the world, and we had three bottles of water with us, no questions asked. No questions, because we had already gone through a security check. Where the heck does Houston think you have been between terminals that all link together and in which you can't get out of?! How was Max through all this? You guessed it, an angel.So now we are getting ready to get on the plane. After we are all on board we are told that 6 people have to get off the plane or it can't leave. They had to put in extra fuel to make sure we would get to our destination an hour away because of bad weather and strong head winds. Well, 30 minutes later, they finally had 5 volunteers and they figured that was good enough. In that 30 minutes the weather changed from light rain to full on electrical storm. We were stuck on the tarmack for 4 HOURS! So long that we had to pull back into the gate to get the toilet drained because it was full! 4 hours in which Max slept. Did I mention her was an angel? (yes I know, it's getting old, but this was a very long day and he never cried once) We had to wait out the weather, not a single plain was leaving or coming in. Once things cleared up, there was 100 plains waiting for flight path approval. The pilot was really nice and gave us updates every 30 minutes or so. Did I mention it was a tiny little plain? Only 80 passengers.When we finally got off the ground, the flight was pretty bumpy and made me hold on to Max really tight. I was actually nervous for the first time flying. We landed, everything was fine. Mom and Dad were waiting for us (they had been at the airport for the 5 hours of delay), they didn't loose the car seat (another worry of mine), we got to the RV, everyone plopped into bed and as I closed my eyes I realised that I had been awake for 24 hours. Ugh.That was day one. Yesterday we went outlet shopping. Yes, I spent an obscene amount of money and today was the zoo. So far so good. Tomorrow Mexico and Thrusday the beach. Sounds good to me!