First drink of fresh orange juice in the Rio airport.
Waiting in line for the elevator with 16 bags, 10 hand bags, oh, and 6 boys I kept counting. Lots of stares.
Lots of little legs didn't work.
Last American ( ok Chinese meal). Mrs McManus told me to buy the boys a treat, so I let them pick their last meal on American soil. Of course they had to all pick something different....but we had time to spare and it was so delicious!!! Thank you, Mrs. McManus!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well, we didn't lose anyone....
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