So I'm here and even a hit-and-run didn't stop me.
Long story short. My mom's car (which I was in en route to the airport) got sideswiped. I jumped out of the car, put up a hand to let the drive know to hold on, which apparently she was prepared to do only until I got back in my car. As soon as I was in, explaining to my mom the damage, a guy in the back rolled down the window and waved goodbye as they sped off and out of my life.
At least they were polite about it.
Too bad I wasn't. I put my reporting skills to good use and quickly committed the plate number to memory before they were out of sight. Info was relayed to police and that's that.
I hope they throw away the key.
On the other hand, I admit the first thing that went through my mind when they hit us was how long the whole report-taking and exchanging-of-information ordeal was going to take and I was worried I would be late for my flight. I'm sorry to say I was more than a little relieved when they drove away and I realized that the plane wouldn't leave without me and I and the airport personnel would be saved from a freak-out.
Sorry Mom.
As for the flight, the most I can say was that it was uneventful, which means my kids didn't drive me mad and force me to threaten their lives (thank God!) and I got to watch "Horrible Bosses" which wasn't horrible at all. I followed it up with a repeat performance of "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2." I didn't get to "Friends with Benefits" but, all in all, good flight.
So now we're here and I'm practicing my broken Arabic, which gives the fam a good laugh. Glad to be of service I would say if they could understand me. But I'm happy to report Drea is already starting to use the Arabic she knows, as is Eli. It's a work in progress but I'm encouraged.
Until next time.
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