Beautiful city from what I could glean of the drive from the airport.
Most peanut-y peanut free flight I’ve ever flown. Southwest was wonderful about not passing around peanut refreshments, but the family behind me went through four hours of P&J sandwiches, and the poor kid hurled the load of them in the last 15 minutes. Did Karma cackle?
Sweet little children in front of us offered Z their candy quite a few times, despite their vey diligent parents’ reminders about the little peanut allergic girl behind them. Didn’t really feel it was necessary to go into detail about the others.
Z stayed cheerful throughout, though she tore into her skin and popped hives every couple seconds and loved playing with the two friends in front of her.
Never have I wished for Benadryl more, but we are avoiding for upcoming allergy testing.
We escaped relatively unscathed and the word is still not out on whether it was the peanuts or the dog-in-a-bag, also in our aisle,that caused such a flare.
The Ronald McDonald House is unbelievable, and I can’t wait to write more when we’ve been here for more than an hour.
We check in at NJH 8:30 am tomorrow, thank God!