Me at the airport. So the trip from Holland to Texas was an absolute nightmare:

1) In Holland, it all started out with the taxi to the airport, 30 minutes late, and it was the driver's first day on the job!

2) Plane had technical problems, one hour delay to departure.

3) Here's the big one: upon arrival in the US, at immigration, I went to the US citizens line, and Carin went to the other line for non-citizens. We were supposed to meet at the baggage belt...that did not happen. I waited for 1.5 hours at the belt, then I thought to myself, "she must have already gone to the hotel or something", so I proceeded to pick up the rental car, and drove to the hotel.

At the hotel...no Carin. What? After about half an hour, she called from the airport. She had an incorrect hotel address written on the immigration card, so the INS wouldn't let her through until that was clarified. So in line with all the people who had "non-standard" paperwork, or those that wanted to migrate to the US. Long story short - they finally let her go, but not without a lot of waiting, patience, and hassle!

In Houston, we had dinner with JJ, a friend of mine. Forgot to take pics!