Bonus Days 2 & 3 (December 14th-15th)

We had a pretty uneventful rest of our cruise.  We got back to L.A.  We were going to do a little sight seeing, have a nice dinner, then an early morning flight so we could get back to Texas and pick up the dogs.  Connie never got out of the hotel bed from noon till the next morning save for about an hour in the recliner.

The sight seeing turned out being me walking across the street to an AM/PM to buy a couple of beers, stopping at McDonald's on the way back for Nuggets and Fries.  Watched the Army/Navy game, then the President's Cup.

The flight back was uneventful to Sacramento where we picked up our connection to Austin.  The plane had started boarding when we got to the gate, so we couldn't preboard and got seated five rows from the front.

Mid flight, she had to use the restroom.  It took about 4 minutes for her to go those 5 rows.  While she was in the restroom, a couple in the front row offered to give up their seats.  "We thought we had it bad.  But after seeing her, we know there are people who have it worse."  It mirrored what we had seen the entire trip.  Nothing but kindness and offers of help (except for the driver of the Holiday Inn shuttle bus.  I got a real thoughtful "be careful" as I loaded and unloaded her wheelchair, our checked bag, my computer bag and my wife."  Thanks, Dick -- sure that was his name.  To contrast, the shuttle drivers going and coming from the Parking Spot wouldn't let me touch a thing and helped anchor my wife.  They were compensated.  Dick wasn't.  Don't be like Dick.)

She rallied for the ride back, and I thought we were going in the right direction.