day 19 and JG thought I was a BAD DRIVER

the wake up call at 3:15, the rush to get everything together, the taxi was waiting, the guy was a maniac.  he was going 160 KPM on the highway and we weren't even that big of a hurry.  the rush to get through security, the sitting around, the sitting around, getting on the plane to Paris, and sleeping the whole way there, getting off at Charles De Gaul, which smelled like poop, and getting on a bus and going up stairs and going down stairs and getting on another bus and then finally getting to our terminal and before getting on the long 8 hour flight to Minneapolis, which was painless, then 3 hour wait before we could get on the plane to Kansas City, and a short hour long flight and suddenly we were home at 5 pm of the same day we left Athens.  boo.