Day Seven: Continued?

Of course my flight was delayed.  I could create a whole new blog on American Airlines and the Philadelphia airport. But I won't and will sum it up on my food blog.  I thought my flight got in at 3:30, but in fact it got in at 1:20. I told Aaron to still pick me up (he had a job interview) when he's done because my flight would be delayed and I would get in at 2:oo pm.  I know it sounds weird how I could predict that almost 24 hours before my flight, but try flying American in Philadelphia.  My flight landed at 1:54 pm.

Anyway, I get home and immediately pass out from exhaustion.  Aaron asked me what my plans for the night were. I laughed at him and reminded him I just flew in from a foreign country.  I had no plans except for him to take me to dinner.  He said he was going to McDonald's.  I told him to pick me up a grilled chicken sandwich (since they don't have lobster rolls in St. Louis) and then rolled over and went back to sleep.