So the flight was fine, Erin was exceptional and loved both the take off and the landing (phew!). Security was a nightmare as always and we were stung for $70 to hire a car seat – you’ve been warned! The real fun began when we got to our car, which the Alamo representative insisted was way to small, it’s actually bigger than our car at home, Americans eh! This was Alex’ first time driving on the right, it was slightly (very) hairy as we tried to navigate our way to I-Drive whilst watching for maniac drivers cutting in on us and poor Alex just about veering into the next door lane, yeah, it was fun, not, and it got worse when we (he) went into the lane for ‘passes’ completely evading a 75 cent toll booth, we’re half expecting the bizzy’s to chap the door any minute, look I’m even spaking like a ‘crim’ now.

By the time we arrived to say we were frazzled was an understatement, a good meal of ribs, chips, salad and chicken wings and tortilla chips….and a multitude of other foodstuffs lifted our spirits.

Erin’s fast asleep, it’s 8.07pm and Alex and I are struggling to stay awake, looking forward to a day hanging about international drive and swimming in the hotel pool, did I mention it’s 31 degrees?