For those of you not on Facebook, here is a link to an album with the best pictures from the trip. Enjoy!
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=42419&l=8318c&id=731281502
For those of you not on Facebook, here is a link to an album with the best pictures from the trip. Enjoy!
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=42419&l=8318c&id=731281502
Corinne:
Let me just start by saying that we didn’t miss this flight. And I don’t think we are ever going to live down the flack we keep getting…
Sarah warned us this morning that she was going to mention everything we did that was our “last.” And she lived up to her word fairly accurately.
We woke up pretty early so there would be no question of making the plane. I bathed in the in-room shower, and then did my hair in two french braids to match the other two. Solidarity for our trip back. We had an easy journey on the tube to Heathrow, where check-in was easy and the comfy couches were accessible. During the wait, Sarah saw a woman eating a cucumber as a hand food. We are pleased : we left an impression on Europe.
Now, I am sitting in Rosie’s bedroom in New York. My eyes are drooping a bit, and I’ve just had conversations with people I haven’t talked to in weeks. I’m taking the bus down to D.C. tomorrow afternoon, and that will be that. The end of the trip. The end of June in Europe. But, to finish things up, we wrote a list of questions we are going to answer for you. Stay posted.
Rosie:
So, I don’t know how many of you know this, but my family and I are slightly unorganized. When I was in 5th grade we got a pool table, which mainly used as a giant shelf and sometimes the occasional pool game, by any brave soul willing to tackle the job of cleaning it up.
Anyway, about a week before we left, three packages were delivered with our rail passes in them. Sarah and I immediately opened ours, but we left Corinne’s in an empty spot on the pool table, for her to open upon her arrival. Well, of course things did not work out quite as planned. Shortly after picking Corinne up from the airport, we realized that the envelope containing the rail pass had mysteriously disappeared. As Sarah and I frantically searched the house, I remembered how things usually disappear……the parents. I ran upstairs and asked if either of my parents had seen a thin Fedex envelope. Seeing that two of the envelopes were empty, my dad had thrown them out a couple of days ago.
After digging through two old trash bags, we found the ticket! It was completely fine, just with a slightly different odor than before.
Corinne:
The flight to New York was fairly uneventful. Except for my rowmate. Let’s just call her Angry.
Now, Angry get the seat next to me, and her partner got the aisle seat next to her. And the first thing I heard as this body comes crashing down beside me is : “F-ing Delta, this is going to be the suckiest flight ever.”
Now, the entertainment system was down on the flight, which only added to her (and my) woes. Calling over an agent, she threatens to sue if she doesn’t get “a refund or something free.”
So I’m sitting there deciding whether I’m going to get as angry as her, or make it hilarious.
I hope you know me. I chose the latter.
Next encounter. She goes to the bathroom, so I get up too. I’m standing in the aisle waiting. She is inside the tiny stall. And all I can her is a string of “F—“s. It was highly amusing. To me at least.
My favorite part was the book she was reading in lieu of the entertainment that she didn’t get. It was called “Getting the Love You Want.”
(Ranked in order of likelihood)
Sarah:
Europe. Or Eastern Europe to be more exact. Or central Europe to the locals to be even more correct. There was at least one request for this blog, and I know I have parents, so that makes 3 people reading this.
We have T-minus 6 days until our flight to London. Our itinerary is as follows:
Currently, we are undecided on what we are actually going to do each day. But don’t worry. That’s what this is for. To keep you posted.