I got home from Munich/Dacau at 1am and needed to be up by 6am to pick up my family. After getting to bed and a few hours of sleep I drove to Frankfurt airport with much nervousness. I had heard horror stories of driving to the airport due to the construction and just difficult nature of getting into and out of the airport. Luckily I drove right there, found a parking spot and camped out in front of their gate. The plane landed early, which did
n't hurt my feelings as I was very excited to see my long lost family. I waited...and waited...and waited. Everybody else on the flight was coming through the door but no sign of my family. Then finally they came, looking very tired and a bit frazzled. We were finally together again. We had a great drive back to our apartment and tried to catch up on as much as we could, in between kids falling asleep in the car. Since it was Sunday I told them we are going to church, and go to church we did, they lasted an hour...in fact not even an hour. My kids and wife slept through sacrament meeting...McKay was on the floor at least he wasn't snoring. We decided go back to the apartment and let the kids sleep. The next day I dropped McKay off to go on a week long scout camp. Now this wasn't just any ol' scout camp. He got to go to Kandersteg, Switzerland (in the Alps). So lucky! So I decided we wouldn't waste our
time eithe, I took the rest of my family to see The Tour de France as it passed through Spa, Belgium (a mere two hours from us). What an awesome experience that was, although we waited for three hours to see the riders pass in about 20 seconds. C'est la vie.
n't hurt my feelings as I was very excited to see my long lost family. I waited...and waited...and waited. Everybody else on the flight was coming through the door but no sign of my family. Then finally they came, looking very tired and a bit frazzled. We were finally together again. We had a great drive back to our apartment and tried to catch up on as much as we could, in between kids falling asleep in the car. Since it was Sunday I told them we are going to church, and go to church we did, they lasted an hour...in fact not even an hour. My kids and wife slept through sacrament meeting...McKay was on the floor at least he wasn't snoring. We decided go back to the apartment and let the kids sleep. The next day I dropped McKay off to go on a week long scout camp. Now this wasn't just any ol' scout camp. He got to go to Kandersteg, Switzerland (in the Alps). So lucky! So I decided we wouldn't waste our
time eithe, I took the rest of my family to see The Tour de France as it passed through Spa, Belgium (a mere two hours from us). What an awesome experience that was, although we waited for three hours to see the riders pass in about 20 seconds. C'est la vie.
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