12:49 AM. Linzes. They read the clue, and one of them declares loudly, "We're leaving the country, girls." I just love guys who habitually call other guys "girls." Megan interviews that because she's physically the weakest, she feels like one of her skills is knowing when to give up and have one of her brothers carry her pack. Hmph. "She does her best, and that's all we ask for," 21-year-old Megan's 19-year-old brother says generously. Somehow, they certainly are all the boss of her. ["If all she's contributing to the team is 'I know when I'm tired,' I kind of don't feel sorry for her." -- Sars] They find a car-sized taxi, and they ask about how to get a van-type taxi, but the driver of the little cab insists he'll fit them in. I don't know about you, but I suspect somebody's getting strapped to the roof rack. We learn as they head for the airport that Tommy doesn't know the difference between Panama City, Panama and Panama City, Florida where you go for spring break. His siblings gently point out that in actual Panama, there aren't so many vacationing high-school girls. Way to shoot your own joke in the foot, there, sport.
Behind the Linzes, the Bransens get a cab. They borrow their driver's cell phone as Wally says that it's going to be either Continental or American, and they need to find out which is faster. One begins to wonder where Wally got that information. They learn that Continental arrives at 6:40 PM in Panama, and American arrives at 9:10. Behind them, the Paolos get in a cab. You'll be happy to know that they are still arguing. Out at the airport, the Linzes are first to show up, closely followed by the Bransens. They line up for Continental. The Paolos get there next and line up behind the Bransens.
1:39 AM. Godlewskis. Sharon really isn't winning me over with the shirt that says "Sweet [glittery heart]." Shopping in the juniors section is not for amateurs. Christine interviews that she has to work really hard to get her sisters to listen to her. She admits to being bossy, but also insists that her ideas are, after all, the best. I have to think maybe if she cried at random somewhat less often, they might take her more seriously. She may need a different form of emotional release, like air hockey or community theater. Something that doesn't make people think you're a goofball. They get themselves a cab.