Day 8 – back home

We made it home safely.   R watched her first full length movie on the airplane, Ratatouie.   It was so funny to watch both her and daddy with their headphones on, stareing so intently at the screen.   I couldn’t even give her anything to eat.  I tried to wave a cracker in front of her eyes, she didn’t blink, her eyes stayed plastered to the screen.  I finally put it in her hand, a second later she drags her eyes away from the screen for a second which she used to toss the cracker back my way.  Ok.  Point taken.  Don’t bother me while I’m in my movie zone.   She did drift off to sleep for the last bit of the movie which was good as it was nap time. 

Oh I have to tell you what happened at the airport.  We finally made it through check-in and a very croweded security check, and I bought a bottle of water (as my daughter was hollering for a drink).   I emptied the bottle into my re-usable SIGG container, and I looked around for a recycling can.   I couldn’t find one, and seeing 2 security guards, I went over to ask them.  I politely interrupted their conversation and asked where I could recycle the bottle.   The super tall (at least 6’5″) guard gives me a huge smile and says to me “You’re from Canada, aren’t you?”.  I laughed and replied I was.   He said “you people up there recycle everything”.   I polietly agreed.  Then he told me they don’t recycle.   The garbage was the only option.  I asked if they recycled in the larger city of Ft. Lauderdale, he said no.  “Not even PAPER?” was my response.   No he replied.  He told me he had lived in Canada for 7 years and was quite into recycling.  He seemed pretty ashamed that there wasn’t any sort of recycling.  WOW.  Here in my ignorance, I assumed that most of Canada and US recycle!  It is so sad.  Even our cruise ship had paper recycling bins in every stateroom.