No one likes Dulles airport. There, I said it. The flight from DC to Heathrow was uneventful. Though I spied a gaggle of babies, the flight went fitfully uninterrupted. After finishing a 24hr shift, then running last minute errands all day before my flight, I called a cab to the airport. $75 dollars later, I was happily on my flight. I befriended an English/Indian woman that was sitting next to me. As much as I love kids, I was glad there wasn't one sitting next to me. If anyone was going to spit up and cry on the flight, it was going to be me. We chatted on an off about my trip, spirituality, and London. She was pleasant, but as the flight wore on, appeared to be quite demanding- flight attendants received an earful of
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