It’s a Wrap

Our final leg of travel back home turned into legs of travel as we had several flights cancelled or delayed. It all started pretty nicely when we were upgraded to business class for our flight across the Atlantic but then were kicked in the “privates” from that point forward. In a nutshell…2 hours waiting for checked bags in Philly causing us to miss connecting flight…oh wait, connecting flight now cancelled…add another leg to DFW…oh wait, flight delayed causing new connecting flight to be possibly missed…oh wait, early arrival so let’s “OJ” to the gate. Short story long…we…are…home.

Trip Notes…

1. No matter how many clothes we bring, why do we only wear 25% of them?

2. Why are we in the same clothes in all pictures when…see #1?

3. It’s great to be in countries that speak English like Scotland but why is it so hard to understand what they are saying?

4. Almost everywhere we went there were English speaking people (in most they spoke many languages), why do I feel like such an idiot that I only speak one…and not that well?

5. Sangria tastes so good in Spain, I already know we are not going to recreate that magic at home no matter how hard we try.

6. Dinner in Spain is served between 9pm and midnight because of the afternoon siesta. Now I can generally eat 24/7 whether I’m hungry or not…and I can commit to an afternoon siesta…but committing to dinner after 9pm is something I cannot do.

7. Portugal in the mid 80s, The Netherlands in the mid 70s, Scotland in the mid 60s, Spain in the mid 80s…Tejas in the upper Hades. Hmmm, why did we come back?

8. Yes, “tested positive” was my secret code for “we got the Covid”…tried to stay undercover while in foreign lands.

9. If there is a worst airport experience than Amsterdam I haven’t yet been there. Even as bad as the Phillie is, and how the employees do their best to make it worse, it does not beat what we went through in Amsterdam.

10. There’s no place like home…there’s no place like home…there’s no place like home.