I had just arrived in the Florida airport. It was a connecting stop on my way from Detroit to Mexico City to visit my boyfriend and his family. There was a woman who got off the same Detroit flight as me. I could tell she didn’t speak much English because she seemed somewhat lost, and on top of that, she was carrying TWO babies by herself. She had two beautiful twin girls, one slung across her chest, and the other in a baby carrier at her side. Since I spoke Spanish, I went up to her and offered to help her find the correct terminal. Turns out she was going to Mexico City too!