The trip from London to St. Louis was uneventful -- Except the marathon we ran during our stop in Minneapolis. (More on this in a moment!)
We headed to the airport with a heavy since of dread and even heavier suitcases. Linda and I were both afraid we would be charged for luggage that was overweight -- not to mention the gigantic cardboard tube I was carrying. (I could not resist buying a super-sized post of the city of London.) We decided that our best strategy was to arrive as early as possible and hope that the folks who checked us in were still blurry-eyed and might overlook the poundage of our bags. Lo and behold -- it worked! We somehow escaped through check-in with out extra pounds and carry-ons being legitimate. Next on our checklist was to unload any extra pounds we might have after our week in London. Fortunately there is an amazing array of opportunities in Heathrow -- they call it Duty-Free shopping! Linda and I are a dynamic duo when faced with any mission that requires shopping!
We made it on to the plane and even found room to stow our carry-ons in the over-head compartments. We were set to go! Our seats were close but not together. I set next to a young many from England who was on his way to San Diego for a wedding of one of his best friends. He and some others plan to followup the wedding with a two week camping trek through California.
A mere nine hours later we touched down at the Minneapolis airport. Much to our surprise we had to go through customs and through immigration and then retrieve our luggage and then recheck our bags for St. Louis -- in 40 minutes. We were a tad grumpy about this process so you can imagine how truly ticked we were to discover that our flight to St. Louis was leaving from the totally opposite end of the airport!
Linda was struggling with the weight of her carry-on bag so I had to become the Galloping Granny and lead the charge through the airport! We made it in enough time to even have a tall glass of Coke --WITH ICE! I never realized how much I would miss my icemaker and my bathtub.
One hour later we landed at Lambert Airport and headed out the gate to find my girls, Jenny and Katie and grandson, Alex. What a nice bunch of hugs and kisses! Poor Alex even awakened from his nap with a smile when he was grabbed from the car seat. Arriving home, I was met with not one but two Welcome Home banners the girls had posted. I was also greeted by two very startled dogs!
As Dorothy observed, "There's no place like home!"
We headed to the airport with a heavy since of dread and even heavier suitcases. Linda and I were both afraid we would be charged for luggage that was overweight -- not to mention the gigantic cardboard tube I was carrying. (I could not resist buying a super-sized post of the city of London.) We decided that our best strategy was to arrive as early as possible and hope that the folks who checked us in were still blurry-eyed and might overlook the poundage of our bags. Lo and behold -- it worked! We somehow escaped through check-in with out extra pounds and carry-ons being legitimate. Next on our checklist was to unload any extra pounds we might have after our week in London. Fortunately there is an amazing array of opportunities in Heathrow -- they call it Duty-Free shopping! Linda and I are a dynamic duo when faced with any mission that requires shopping!
We made it on to the plane and even found room to stow our carry-ons in the over-head compartments. We were set to go! Our seats were close but not together. I set next to a young many from England who was on his way to San Diego for a wedding of one of his best friends. He and some others plan to followup the wedding with a two week camping trek through California.
A mere nine hours later we touched down at the Minneapolis airport. Much to our surprise we had to go through customs and through immigration and then retrieve our luggage and then recheck our bags for St. Louis -- in 40 minutes. We were a tad grumpy about this process so you can imagine how truly ticked we were to discover that our flight to St. Louis was leaving from the totally opposite end of the airport!
Linda was struggling with the weight of her carry-on bag so I had to become the Galloping Granny and lead the charge through the airport! We made it in enough time to even have a tall glass of Coke --WITH ICE! I never realized how much I would miss my icemaker and my bathtub.
One hour later we landed at Lambert Airport and headed out the gate to find my girls, Jenny and Katie and grandson, Alex. What a nice bunch of hugs and kisses! Poor Alex even awakened from his nap with a smile when he was grabbed from the car seat. Arriving home, I was met with not one but two Welcome Home banners the girls had posted. I was also greeted by two very startled dogs!
As Dorothy observed, "There's no place like home!"
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