So we took a fast plane.
Unfortunately you have to go to Purgatory to get on a plane.
We flew from LAX to Miami and then to Georgetown, Grand Cayman. We arrived at LAX in plenty of time to park the car, get our tickets and go to security.
Are they still making you remove your shoes? Seriously?!? And don't even think about bringing a liquid on the plane.
We arrived in Miami about five hours later. Our gate changed. Tabitha had low blood sugar. Aidan had one of his patented tantrums. And there was no friggin' changing table in the men's room.
Is it still 1950 in Miami?
We arrived safely in Grand Cayman and had a great time until it was time to go home.
You see, we had travelled outside the country. When we returned to Miami we had to go through Immigration and Customs to prove we were supposed to be in the country and we weren't smuggling any contraband.
At the Miami airport, Immigration and Customs are actually on the outskirts of Tampa.
We followed the signs. We walked down long hallways. We climbed stairs. We turned corners only to find other long hallways. We walked for miles. Aidan had another of his patented tantrums. Abigail was a trooper.
We finally arrived at the checkpoint and breezed through. Only we now had to return to Miami to get on our plane to LAX. We made it to the gate as they were boarding the plane.
I might take a boat next time.