Dying. My body is dying.
Turns out my 'I can't sleep in planes' theory was true. Running on, maybe, 3 hours sleep tops and getting ready to jump on our last connecting flight to Miami where we can finally rest.
Had my first taste of American food at Burger King and it was as I expected. The portion sizes for a medium meal exceed that of an Australian large.
Also, if you sit on a toilet for too long it autoflushes... It felt weird.
Waiting to get on the plane now and we're all really feeling the effects of long flight times. Rhys has nearly fallen asleep a few times and MJ doesn't even have the energy to get mad.
The airport has no wifi so this blog will probably go up with my Miami check in.
Happy travels,
Reece
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