We hit Ride Aid. Got my bug on the last day. Four hours before my flight I started hitting the head every half hour. Once in the airport I basically went from bathroom to bathroom. First leg of the flight I thankfully had an aisle seat right next to the bathroom. Not so fortunate on the second leg.
The second leg was one of my least enjoyable flights. I had two real big guys between me and the aisle, constant upset stomach and bowels that were un-happy. I basically did not eat or drink. Plus there was a small boy that cried, wailed, sobbed, and screamed for about eight and a half hours ( no exaggeration ). Plus I could hear him going through immigration and at baggage claim. Every once in a while one or two other kids in the area would join in. Good to be home.