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Erik and I made it to Oregon. I’m so tired I’m dizzy and feel like I could faint any second. Yes, I should go to bed. But it is still broad daylight out so it’s a little hard to just up and go to bed. Plus Erik is burning through a second wind. I need to get him adjusted as soon as possible, so we’ll stay up a little later. Did I mention we got up at 4 this morning? And our bodies think it is past 10 pm? How is the child still going? He slept on the hour flight but didn’t even yawn on the six hour flight.
Instead, he dumped a bottle of water in our seatmate’s crotch. The guy was pissed and I don’t blame him. I felt terrible, but there was nothing much I could do other than hand him napkins and apologize.
I spoke Swedish to some people in San Fransisco. They were speaking Swedish and playing next to us at the kid’s area so I did that chatty American thing. They were a little taken aback but the woman was pretty friendly. The kids didn’t speak English so I said a few things in Swedish to them and they looked at me like I’d grown a third head. Fun times!
I’m stealing wireless internet from the neighbors. I brought my laptop with the hopes Erik could watch a movie. He did, but it was really not worth the hassle.
Also, I am pissed at my new camera. It came with a battery recharger and extra batteries. I charged up the batteries and found out they are good for 10 pictures each. Well shit. Why did I get this fucking camera? It was supposed to solve my problems but it didn’t. I’d like to return it but it’s a little late now. Boo-hoo.
At least Erik is having fun so far. He put on quite a show on the little puddle jumper plane, asking why the flight attendent had a seat belt in her hand and then wanting to know how the oxygen mask worked.
Guess that’s all need to know about. I think I’m going to bed even if it is still light outside.