My flight which was scheduled to leave before her's was delayed so she got to fly first. Thanks to someone somewhere, she was upgraded to first class on the international portion of her flight and flew to LA in style. No me, I was in the cattle car, but I got to LA eventually and started to look for her in the airport.
Long story short, my wife had left the airport and checked into a hotel because my flight was seriously delayed and she had no idea when I was going to get there and she was dead tired. So now I had to find out "which" hotel she was staying at.
A friend of mine and myself went through LAX and saw all sorts of advertising and sign-boards for hotels down this one long hall in the airport. We started seeing one's written in Japanese and then I started calling these hotels to see if she had checked in somewhere, and luckily after the 3rd or 4th hotel I found her. I took the shuttle bus to the hotel and checked in. We made it!
I have to back track here a bit, typically before people get married it is traditional to meet the parents of the bride and groom right? Wrong! I tried very hard to get my wife to introduce me to her parents before we went to the states but she adamantly refused. I found out the reasoning for it much, much later, when we were in the states. I did get the chance though to go to her house. I was having a pot luck somewhere, I forget, and wanted to make tacos. So she took me to her house, her parents were not home at the time, and I made the tacos and she showed me around her house. It seemed nice, and looked like she had a nice family. I was half hoping that her parents would show up while I was there but that was not to be.
I had bought a jar of jalapeno peppers to use with the tacos, and I left it in the refrigerator, little did I know then that the same bottle would still be sitting in the refrigerator nearly two years later!
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