Home!
So how much do you trust a hotel wake up call set to call
you in Norwegian at 3:30am? We both got
up several times in the short night to double check on the time. Then when we did get the call (right on time)
Patti couldn’t figure out how to hang up the phone….oh, the middle of the
night!
We easily did the last minute packing, checked out of the
hotel and picked up our sack breakfasts….they don’t start serving the real
breakfast until 5:30. Much too late for
our flight.
The airport check- in went well. We will have a small regional jet from Oslo
to Paris, then non-stop to LAX, a two-hour drive and THEN we are home. Even though this seems fairly daunting as we
are contemplating it, Patti was thinking about what it must have felt like in
1919 when her grandma, Hilda, left to go by herself on a ship to America. A voyage that surely took a LOT longer than a
long day. With all of the hassles with
security (we were warned that we might have to power up our electronics to
prove that they are not some kind of an explosive devise…), it sure is so much
easier and possible for us to travel than it has been at any time in the world.
The flights went without troubles. A quick plane change in Paris. Then we settled in for the eleven-hour
flight. A chance to catch up on some
movies (Patti watched 4 of them!!!) and on a little sleep. And some Air France plane food. Still quite a cut above what they serve (or
don’t serve) on American domestic flights.
They serve really lovely meals which include champagne or wine without
extra cost.
So, this final note comes come home, where we arrived at
about 4pm, having been awake for more than 22 hours. Be it ever so humble, there IS no place like
home. A great trip. Thanks for following our adventures, and
holding us in your thoughts and prayers.
Until next time!
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