Friday, August 24, 2012

Pre-flight nose-dive

Tommy unlocked the mystery behind Rudolph's red nose tonight and it had jack all to do with navigating a sleigh full of gifts for kids that don't listen to their sexy fathers. As it turns out, Rudolph was just a silly animal that ignored Santa and Mrs. Clause's repeated warnings to stop jumping on the hotel bed and managed to give himself a third degree rug burn by nose-plowing the (luckily) carpeted floor.

'Hotel?' you ask. 'What hotel?'

Well, thanks for asking. We are staying the night in inconvenient Düsseldorf because we are flying to Greece tomorrow and the tickets were 200 Euros cheaper per ticket than very convenient Frankfurt. I am the anti-tightwad when it comes to ease of travel, but I have to admit that Angie's brain-plan of saving a thousand was worth the five hour drive and the extra night in a hotel and having to pre-check the luggage the night before and waking up at 4:00 in the freakin' AM with kids who definitely need their 'happy' sleep. I won't even mention the early-birds' mother.

Today started with a plan to wake up at 08:00 and hit the road by 09:00. The bags were mostly packed, so this plan seemed feasible. To Angie. The fact that I refuse to set alarms when I am on vacation may have put a slight dent into my lovely tour guide's itinerary. Instead of commenting on this, I will simply state another fact. Angie also has an alarm clock.

So, yeah. We hit the road at 1:00 PM. What was supposed to be a two hour ride turned quickly into hourly bathroom breaks and a late lunch at a place with a playground. Damn them.

After being cooped up in the car for so long, the animals had apparently grown restless. As I was unloading luggage, Tom started jumping wildly from one bed to another, causing Mama to unleash a preminiscing warning.

'Tommy! For the last time, stop jumping on the bed before you fall off and break your nose!'

I was passing the lobby with the last of the suitcases when I heard a familiar scream. I should also mention that our room was the farthest one possible from the lobby. Our rather loud check-in might have had something to do with the room placement.

After alternating between 'is it broken?' and 'I told you so!', Angie turned to me. I was whistling and had started to put on my swim trunks, but apparently there had been a slight change to my itinerary.

'What are you doing? You still need to drive the bags to the airport for the pre-flight check-in.'

'Oh, okay. See, I thought I would jump in the...'

'They're only open for another forty minutes. Good luck.'

After single-handedly lugging luggage for five through the airport without a cart, I made it back in time to see that Tommy's nose was healing nicely after undergoing water treatment.

Ladder Talk:
1) What was the best part of your day?
Peter: When we was by the pool in the hotel.
David: As we were by the pool.
Tom: In the pool!

2) What was the worst part of your day?
Peter: When Tommy hurt his nose.
David: When Tom, he bonk his nose on the floor.
Tom: My owa why I fall off the bed.

3) What would you like to do tomorrow?
Peter: To go to Greece!
David: To go on the airplane.
Tom: To fly to the vacation with you and Mama and Peter and David.

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