Saying goodbye to everyone was way too hard. And the meltdown only got more embarrassing when I had to leave Matt at the airport. I was unnecessarily dramatic and ridiculous about the whole situation, but I can admit it so that makes it a little more acceptable. But I cheered up a little bit when I saw an Australian guido-looking (if you can even imagine) dad wearing a 'Hangover' T-shirt with a picture of baby Carlos strapped to him, as he held his real kids on backpack leashes. Completely ridiculous. But once I got on the plane, I popped a sleeping pill and passed out for twelve hours and woke up feeling like I just came off anesthesia. Right in time for breakfast! I also decided that I am going to start flying internationally more often
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