It's fall break and time to take a trip. We chose London and persuaded Grandma and Grandpa Nylund to join us. The first step would be getting there with a standby plane ticket.
One part of this process that has always irked me is how you are not allowed to sit at your flight's gate at the Frankfurt Airport unless you have an assigned seat. And it has seemingly never occurred to anyone to put more than just one or two seats outside the gates. So, we always end up standing for an hour. Standing. Standing with four kids. Do you know how slowly an hour creeps by when you are just standing there? At least we brought our stroller so Becca, who would have wanted to be held the whole time, could get off her feet.
At such moments, I remind myself that if David were working with any other company here in Germany, we would not be taking such trips. I shouldn't complain about having to stand for an hour every once in a while.
We did not get on the first flight, so we needed to crisscross the airport, get to the next gate and then...stand some more. We did get on the second flight. Hooray! Standby is stressful and we always do a big sigh of relief and an internal happy dance when the ticket agents call our name.
In one hour, we were landing in Heathrow. In one hour via the Tube we were in the center of London and then one hour later, we were arriving in the town where we had rented an apartment, Mottingham.
We found a nice little apartment a 17-minute train ride from London with 2 bathrooms, plenty of beds and most importantly, a kitchen. Just eliminating the hunt for breakfast every morning will make things easier.
For dinner, we had hamburgers for dinner with Kraft Original Macaroni and Cheese brought over from the U.S. by Grandma and Grandpa. Mac and cheese is always a welcome treat. And then it was early to bed as we have a big day tomorrow. Harry Potter, here we come!
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