LAX = freakin’ zoo
I got back to good ol’ Texas today. I got less than two hours of sleep last night. LAX-AUS flight was at 7:25am in the morning, and we opted to not get a hotel last night. It was a good move. LAX is a CRAZY airport. We got there at 1:30am (after spending the evening drinking bubble tea, eating crepes and cream puffs, and watching a late showing of Knocked Up), and slept for about an hour or so in the international terminal (where they had food 24/7). When we went back to the domestic terminal at 4am, it was PACKED. Lines everywhere and super long. WTF?!? I did the backwards-calculations accounting for transport, returning the rental car, etc., and if I had stayed in a hotel (close to the airport, mind you), I would’ve had to wake up at like 3am anyway.
And… Happy Birthday to Than!