Strunk House Here We Come

October 20th.

The bouquet hotel was near a souvenir shop and grocery store, so after a breakfast of rice and beans, scrambled egg and fruit salad, we walked over to make some final purchases.

I can’t say what we bought because there are those of you who will be receiving :p
But don’t be to excited it’s the normal tourist things, but bought with much love I assure you 😉

Leaving Costa Rica for Houston was interesting, they have a little bit stricter security measures in some parts.. they made me take out my hair pins, so I looked homeless and then I realized technically I am, so I guess it was fitting :p
Also in the walkway to the plane itself they again check your bags for liquids etc.

The  four hour flight to Houston went fairly quick.
Thankfully so  as the man beside me stank of body odour..(no not Mike 😛 )
A small nap to start it off and then some quality movie time to finish it off.

Upon landing in Houston the US customs and border control van drove up to our plane, three men exited, one armed with a gun and stood outside the plane.
No idea what that was about.
We searched for food at the airport and settled for Wendy’s .. they don’t have much selection in the terminals we passed through.
We had four hours to pass there before heading off to Phoenix.

Into the plane we go. 

It was a night flight and I tend to enjoy those.
Chilly plane and being to short for the headrest causes discomfort and trouble sleeping.
Just as no leg room and the head rest not being tall enough most likely interfered with Mikes sleeping as well 😛
It was fine though and we arrived at the airport on time.
Until we had to wait 25 min. in the plane for another one to leave so we had a gate to enter 😛
Oh well, its annoying at the time but we could deal with a lot worse than that.
We made it safely to our destination once again thanks to the Lords constant watching over us 🙂

Got a shuttle from the airport and slept off and on amidst the constant talking of a fellow passenger.
How can one person have so much of nothing to say at 1 o’clock in the morning?! Pro picked us up and ten or so minutes later we were at their place and trying to make up for the lost hours of sleep.
Pro had coffee ready and waiting for morning.
Such a happy thought to go to sleep with.

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Hello humans 😊 This is where you learn about me I suppose, though anyone reading this right now most likely knows all the boring details ;) I am Jessica Rose Peters-Hagenouw. (Always thought I'd be able to pronounce my married name but hey, life doesn't go as we plan.) June 11, 1995, tis the day Robert and Bonnie Peters received the most adorable, amazing, wonderful, surprise 3rd child they could have dreamed of. Speaking of being the third child, I have an older brother and an older sister. Both of whom are married and have wee little families of their own, making 'Aunty Jess' another name I go by. I grew up and have lived all of my years up till November 2015 in Saskatchewan, Canada. Making summers that are extremely short and winters that never end, vast open spaces, northern lights, unthinkable amounts of mosquitoes, lakes, forests and people waving to you on the grid road all different things that mean = Home. But Home is not where I'll be for some time. My husband is a Dutchman, living in Europe. Therefore I too have been living in Europe for the last few months. The reason I started this little blog/journal/writing thing, is to document a bit of my "whole new world," for those at home who wont be awake at 3:00 am wanting to hear about how I couldn't find flour at the grocery store. Thanks for stopping by and taking a peek into my little life 😊 View all posts by jessicapeters95