Our grandma drove us to the airport and also took care of the house/dogs while we were gone. We made it through security (even though the entire time Kate kept on whispering that it was communistic), but we nearly had a heart attack when my Mom left the boarding passes on a table during the security fiasco. However, we got them back and headed towards our gate to fly to Detroit.
It’s always been my experience that the staff at the St. Louis Airport (Lambert International) are grumby, forbidding and downright crabby. We were watching as some TWA crew just stood around “looking official” with their plastic gloves, uniforms with numerous patches and medals and their stern official-looking faces. It’s pretty odd.
Anyway, we made it to Detroit and from Detroit to Boston although this flight was delayed due to some fog.
We picked up a rental car in Boston and checked in at our hotel in Plymouth that night.
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