OT: How was everyone's trip home?

Best decision I made was rebooking my flight from day of the game to night before. 

After the game, walked out of NRG around 10:30-11ish, tried an Uber but it was hopeless so just kept walking until we found an Residence Inn/Suites with a bar and lobby full of Michigan fans.

Chilled a while, warmed up, and got a ride to an IHOP for pancakes at midnight. Of course the only people there were other Michigan people.

Got back to the hotel around 2:30, went to bed at 3:30, up at 4:30 to catch a 6am flight back to California. On time. Back home for lunch.

Military precision, baby. 

Could have been worse! Got home the same day I left so I’m not going to complain much. 

No issues flying out of IAH late afternoon/early evening yesterday. The biggest travel/logistics issue was the ridiculous amount of time it took to get an Uber/Lyft from the stadium back to our hotel in downtown Houston after the game.

stuck in Charlotte last night on the way back to NY.

We drove. 3 of us left Houston around 1pm yesterday. Luckily we never hit bad roads. Arrived home in Lansing about an hr ago.  Currently in Powerhous Gym in East Lansing working out for only the 3rd time since December 31st. Wearing full out Michigan gear and getting dirty looks from dozens of people.  Still riding on euphoria!

Didn't fall asleep till around 4 after the game. Up at 6 for a 9:00 am flight out of Houston on Tuesday, with a 30 min layover in Charlotte en route to Detroit. Delayed flying out of Houston, so it was a tight window getting to the next gate, but we made it. Tons of Michigan fans in the airport and flight. Saw Desmond and his kids waiting for a different flight at the airport, we talked for a minute (both of us were wearing Michigan vs Everybody hoodies. The pilot on the Charlotte to Detroit flight (about half of us in Michigan gear) had us sing The Victors. 

Got stuck on my route twice. Dallas -> Miami -> Detroit. Stuck in Dallas most of the day yesterday. The plane took off 5 hours late due to weather (understandable). Then Miami Flight boarded at 12:30 AM and sat on the runway waiting for gas to take off at 2:15 AM. Then to land in Detroit just after 5 AM to not have an available gate at DTW for 45 additional minutes. I pulled into my house at 6:30 am. Ridiculously handled by the airline that I shall not name but will never fly with again. 

Made it home yesterday on time, but man, the landing in DC was rough. 

Roughest plane ride in and out of Houston. 

My trip home Tuesday morning, 14 hour flight to Tokyo then an hour on the Narita express, was much better than my flight to Houston 32 hours prior. If you have the patience, this is the story of how I traveled across the world and snuck into the national championship game.

Monday morning in Tokyo, about 24 hours before kickoff, I book the last seat out to Houston. 16 hours before kickoff, we takeoff. 4 hours before kickoff, the flight is diverted to San Antonio due to tornadoes in Houston. After sitting on the tarmac for a few hours, I accepted that it wasn't going to be, and let go of my ticket purchased hours earlier, at a $900 loss. I also let go of my ill-fated attempt to witness what I've been waiting 25+ years for. Then, 15 minutes before kickoff, we get the clearance and takeoff for Houston. We land 30 minutes after kickoff; I race through the airport watching what I missed on YouTubetv (phone)... jumping at the dons first td. I reach the taxi area to find madness. I eventually get a cab and give him a monetary incentive to jet me to the stadium. I arrive at halftime, and set off to find my friend's car in the Blue lot in order to drop my luggage. Impossible; I'm losing hope. I flag down a police officer on a cart, and he drives me around until we find the Explorer. I drop my luggage and race to stadium entrance while navigating stubhub and ticketmaster to purchase a ticket... any ticket. No luck; neither site will process a sale that late. It's over... I walk around the stadium dejected. I traveled all this way to make it that close; I could hear the roar of the crowds. As if it couldn't get any worse, suddenly, a rainstorm; I sprint for shelter near a stadium entrance. There, about 20 stadium crew that were cleaning the pregame festivities from the lots scramble in. Without thinking I get in the middle of them and shuffle into the stadium. I quickly flash a screenshot of my previous ticket that I had let go of hours before, and security just nods and waves me in. Couldn't believe it, I snuck into the national championship game with about ten minutes left in the third quarter! The rest is history.