We took separate flights back to L.A. One of us (Peter) returned via LAX, the rest via Ontario.
Along the way, some luggage was delayed, some flights were missed, but I think we’re all back safely.
Mathias, Mo and I (Peter), were scheduled to take an earlier flight to Atlanta, and then I’d continue back to LAX, they’d wait for the rest of the team in ATL for the flight back to Ontario. The night before we left, another volunteer had shown us a book with before/after Katrina pictures of the area. Mo wanted a copy and we went looking for it (it looked so good I picked up a copy myself). It’s quite good and had pictures similar to this one:
Unfortunately, we got to the airport with little time to spare, and I was the only one to make the plane. But it all worked out because my layover was shortest, and Mo and Mathias came on the next plane with the rest of the guys.
Right before I had left, a friend/member of my support group had said that she had never hadthe excitement of running through an airport terminal. Yes, it is exciting, but not the type of excitement you really want to have, as I heard my name being paged over the P.A. in Gulfport, MS. They were just about to give away my seat when I arrived at the gate. Yes, it was a little bit like The Amazing Race and I ditched my teammembers and left them standing at the gate š
It’s odd not to be with all the guys, but good to be back home and sleep in your own bed, etc. I do have to say that the accomodations were excellent in Biloxi.
More stories to come, especially now that we have the down time to bring everything up to speed.
On our first day, we were seeking Po’ Boys, a sandwich, and we found a Vietnamese place that sold them, as well as the noodle dish, Pho.
So we called it Pho Boys..
