We will make the return journey in two parts. Everyone agrees, two, long, back-to-back flights would likely set back Carol's progress. We will stop over at the Doha airport hotel for two nights.
Do you believe in omens? CJ uncharacteristically makes a premature exit from the motorway. Although instantly corrected, we pray it's not an omen of the entire journey.
We have changed our flight to Doha from a Seattle departure to an Atlanta departure. Our Delta flight to Atlanta is delayed three hours. We exercise Carol during the delay.
Delta delivers us from Orlando to Miami where we're met by rookie wheelchair driver Jimmy. It is a good thing WE know this airport. Jimmy passes by the place we must descend to catch the train and only realizes it when CJ questions where he's going. He does it again looking for the elevators.
From that point we lead him until he loads us into a taxi for the ride to the International Terminal.
The International Terminal is a disaster. CJ calls for wheelchair assist from the curb and is told none are available. Since our Delta departure was more than two hours late, we're running late. CJ finds a wheelchair and a luggage car and is soon pushing both through a crowded airport. Fortunately, we know where the Qatar check-in is located.
They do not leave the wheelchair with Carol in the lounge. CJ makes do with a chair with wheels.
The flight staff are marvelous. After surprisingly disappointing food on the outbound legs, CJ's osso Bucco and polenta are excellent.
Carol sleeps through most of the flight to Doha which is a very good thing. CJ gets six or seven good hours of sleep, maybe more.
We pass over Poland and to CJ's surprise, a city of Tichy in Slovakia shows up on the screen. This is where both his paternal grandparents are from.
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