Comments on: Looks like I am traveling again http://www.mike250.com/blog/2001/09/10/looks-like-i-am-traveling-again An Australian with an American wife, two American children and an Australian child. Fri, 28 May 2010 02:23:32 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0 By: Cap'n John http://www.mike250.com/blog/2001/09/10/looks-like-i-am-traveling-again/comment-page-1#comment-2868 Cap'n John Wed, 10 Jan 2007 21:36:46 +0000 http://www.mike250.com/blog/2001/10/09/looks-like-i-am-traveling-again/#comment-2868 The first time we flew back to Australia after getting married was this very week as well. We were supposed to fly out on Thursday Sept. 13th but our plane was delayed 24 hours until Friday night. Even then we still almost missed our flight. Qantas had three planes on the ground at LAX and we were among the last handful of passengers to board the third plane. We didn't even get seats together. Fortunately we had two seats together so I sat with our son, who was about 15 months old at the time, while my wife sat about 10 rows ahead of us. I think that day, like the moon landing, is one that almost everyone will remember for the rest of their lives. My carpool picked me up and was astonished that I hadn't heard the news. I just get ready for work in the morning, no TV, no radio, no time for any of that. Gone was our usual morning banter as we listened quietly to the events unfold. That was perhaps the day that I realized I'd really become an American, rather than just an ex-pat Aussie. The first time we flew back to Australia after getting married was this very week as well. We were supposed to fly out on Thursday Sept. 13th but our plane was delayed 24 hours until Friday night. Even then we still almost missed our flight. Qantas had three planes on the ground at LAX and we were among the last handful of passengers to board the third plane. We didn’t even get seats together. Fortunately we had two seats together so I sat with our son, who was about 15 months old at the time, while my wife sat about 10 rows ahead of us.

I think that day, like the moon landing, is one that almost everyone will remember for the rest of their lives. My carpool picked me up and was astonished that I hadn’t heard the news. I just get ready for work in the morning, no TV, no radio, no time for any of that. Gone was our usual morning banter as we listened quietly to the events unfold. That was perhaps the day that I realized I’d really become an American, rather than just an ex-pat Aussie.

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