Paris - Day 8

We grabbed a quick bit to eat in the hotel lobby before our trek back to the airport. Catching the metro proved to be relatively easy and I was getting more and more irritated by Kansas City's lack of a rail system.

The check-in for our return flight seemed to go a little better than process we endured to/from Italy. We quickly boarded the plane and were on our way back home. Flying to Dallas instead of Chicago made for a much longer return as evident by the screening of three movies as opposed to the two we saw on the way there.

The Dallas airport, while very nice and clean, only fueled my hatred for Texas. After going through customs and collected our luggage, we were greeted with a huge line to exit the international baggage area so that we could catch our return flight. I'd never been in a situation where I had to run to catch a plane before. Lucky for me, Kyle's desire to get back home had her right on my heals. We managed to make the flight as they were getting ready to close the door and found our seats. An uneventful flight and we were back in Kansas City; safe and sound.