Our 36 hour day
Time to say good bye to Hong Kong and grab our things to head home. We really miss the kids and our bed and our cat and pretty much everything (except for work for me) that we left back home. Peter set the alarm for 6:30 and after some procrastination we were up and out of our room. We stopped for one final free breakfast from the Glo restaurant at the hotel and checkout. We had planned to walk to the MTR and catch the train to Central where we can easily get to the Airport Express but while we were eating we decided we would just grab a cab so we didn't have to struggle with all our luggage through the streets and MTR stations. It was a short ride and soon we were getting our tickets for the one way trip to the airport on the express train that goes to Lantau Island. Our flight didn't leave for a couple hours so we took our time getting through immigration and security. Once we were on the other side of all that we stopped at Starbucks to get a couple drinks and then found our gate where we sat for a little bit before we boarded. Everything was on time with no issues so soon we were on our way. The flight was about 14 hours, I think, and it was long and uneventful. There was quite a bit of turbulence when we flew over Taiwan but the skies were clear so we got to see all the beautiful mountains that made up the island. We tried to get some sleep and I may have gotten 2 hours but Peter hardly got any. We had a window and middle seat again and then there was another, occupied, aisle seat next to us. The guy in that seat pretty much slept the entire time, not sure how he did that. We both watched a few movies and read a bit and then killed that last hour playing games on my phone. Finally we touched down in Chicago where the sky was grey and when we finally could see the ground it was covered in pretty white snow. Thankfully we didn't have to go outside. We got out of the plane and went through customs and such and then took a shuttle to our connecting flight's terminal to wait. We were only supposed to have a couple hours before we would board but the plane at our gate that was flying out before us was delayed due to not having a co-pilot. Not sure what happened there but they didn't leave the gate until about 2 and we were supposed to board our plane at 1:50. That plane finally left and ours arrived. Already delayed about 30-40 minutes we were called to start boarding. About half of the passengers got on (including us) and were called to de-board because there was an issue with the electrical system and maintenance workers had to turn everything off and back on again. We couldn't just get off the plane though we had to take all our carry on luggage with us, which is all we ever have when we travel. We called Peter's dad and my mom to let them know about the delays. We did have some great conversations with a lot of great travelers. Many Canadians and a few that were Winter Park locals, it was a great way to pass the time, especially when we haven't had anyone who spoke English to talk to in 2 weeks. We finally got on the plane again and actually seated this time and then we sat... and sat... and sat. Eventually they taxied us out to the runway but then we sat some more. We were on the plane for over an hour waiting to take off. The airport is super busy and our plane was already 2 hours late so they had to fit us into a take off time that didn't exist. At this point, we just want to be home.
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