On Hong Kong, Vomit, and Fancy Parties in Hotel Lobbies
We made it to Hong Kong but not without a little adventure along the way. Maggie was doing great up until about an hour-and-a-half out when she decided to vomit all over me, herself, and my pillow from car sickness. I had to think fast as I was observing my sister starting to dry heave herself so I removed Maggie’s clothes, my shirt, and wrapped them all in the pillowcase. Luckily I had a thin tank top on underneath my shirt, but don’t be fooled, it was just one very small step up from a bra.
So we passed through customs with Maggie in a diaper and me looking like something they picked up off the street. It got more interesting when we entered the very fancy airport hotel where there was a dinner party with guests in fancy dresses all in the lobby. Seriously, people, if it was ever okay to use the term, “white trash,” this is that moment. We finally checked in, washed our items in the sink, bathed everyone and are now settling in for the night.
I am terrified for what tomorrow holds. We have a 4-5 hour flight to Tokyo, a 4-hour layover, a too many hours to count (12-15??) flight to Dallas, a 2-hour layover, and then a flight to Houston. Please pray it is well-slept and vomit-free.