I've been sorting through pictures and trying to imagine how I'm going to share about this on the blog -- chronological seems impossible since I have 14 days worth of pictures. . . so I think I might try to make this topical:-)
The saga of our travels were as different as night and day. Our flights out were flawless, the kids were troopers, and we arrived in great spirits. Kathryn was fascinated by the planes and exclaimed "What's that?" every time she heard the engine and the roar of a plane taking off.
Our travels home were a lesson in patience. Storms/tornados in O'Hare cancelled our Weds. pm flight (After about 5 hrs in the airport my saintly parents picked us up and we spent another night with them). Delta couldn't get us out of O'Hare until SUNDAY NIGHT, so we were finally booked on a flight out of Moline, IL (nearer to my parents) with an arrival in San Fran (not the Sacramento we had flown out of) BUT at least we were scheduled to arrive Thurs. about 7:00pm. Thurs. looked like a beautiful day to travel and we made it to our layover in Minn./St.Paul without a problem. But our layover turned into a marathon as our flight to San. Fran was delayed. . . and delayed. . . and delayed . . . until 9:10pm. Our kids were troopers and complained very little -- Mom and Dad on the other hand. . .;-) We eventually made it home about 1:30am after more hours in airports than I care to count. (The one bright light is that we were upgraded to 4 first class tickets. If you can count you know with our family of five that leaves one person sitting in coach. It is probably a rare occurrence to have sane people fighting over coach but. . . I really enjoyed my kindle & exit row;-))Delayed. . . again?
Tough traveler:-)
Kathryn insisted on rolling her bag through every airport -- even at midnight she was trucking along with that Dora bag.
The aftermath of the storm at O'Hare -- a beautiful sky.
Tough traveler:-)Kathryn insisted on rolling her bag through every airport -- even at midnight she was trucking along with that Dora bag.The aftermath of the storm at O'Hare -- a beautiful sky.
2 comments:
Jonathan has a little rolling bag, too. For some reason, rolling bags are a treat to little ones...thank goodness! :)
We had to laugh when we read Lloyd's take on this: "Wife and I have been fighting for 8 hours over the 4 ticket-upgrade to first class. I lost. Though when you're sitting in first class, it sounds strange to say you lost." (Or something like that!) Glad you FINALLY made it home...and with your sanity in tact. :)
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