I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna go back!

I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna go back!
August 18, 2009 Lainie Liberti

Kicking and screaming, dragging my heels, stomping my feet. “I don’t want to go back to LA, I don’t want to go, I don’t want to go…” 8:21 AM Aug 17th, 2009 via web

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We boarded the plane after a very long check in process, the line around the building. I stood, hung-over in the airport, watching Miro and myself as if I was watching the movie of my life. We were moving through the process of returning, but had no home to return to and frankly, I wasn’t sure why we were returning in the first place. There was burning man, but the idea of coming back was more than depressing to say the least. The flight back to Dallas was packed, filled with people who looked as depressed as I did and quite a few of them were coughing and sneezing. The entire flight back did not provide a minute of silence in between the constant sound of people being sick. Great I thought, I’m on an infirmary flight back to the states carrying passengers carrying bird flu.

Welcome to the US, and to remind you of certain foolishness, Welcome to George Bush Airport. Yeah, that. 3:20 PM Aug 17th, 2009 via Twittelator

Welcome

We landed at the Dallas airport, had to grab our things and clear customs. The giant sign about the doorway said “Welcome to George Bush International Airport”. I thought, now there’s a slap of reality. Yuck…

We cleared customs and headed straight to the gate to board our flight back to LAX, where our friends Anna and Matt were to meet us. So it comes first circle, a remarkable six weeks, and feeling a little sad this part was done.

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