Planes, trains, and automobiles
We're back. After driving the rental car to the Jackson Hole, Wyoming, airport, we boarded the flight to Denver. In Denver we connected to Frankfurt, Germany. In Frankfort we transferred to Zürich. In Zürich we caught the train to Big City. Through it all, Small Boy was a trooper. Or is that a trouper? He rocked, I tell you. He slept. He played. He sucked his thumb during take off and landing like we told him to. What he didn't do was cry. Over a 20-hour travel day. I almost cried, but Small Boy hung in there.
We've got jetlag and woke up at noon. It's Small Boy's fault - you can force yourself through jetlag but when the 20-month old Boy is wide awake and wants to play at 1 am because he thinks it's 4 in the afternoon, well, what are you going to do? Explain time zones to him and send him back to bed? So we played. And slept 'till noon.
Look for updates at the most random of hours, and pictures once we get them from R's computer to mine.
It'll take me forever to catch up on everybody's blogs, but I'll try.
Off to restock our empty fridge.
4 Comments:
OH yea..congratulations. Lets hope you all get into good your usual sleeping habits soon :-) Wonder u didn't cry.. I always do.....
Oh, what a great little traveller! Our kids wer 18 months when we went to Canada this summer. Let's just say family vacations will be unknown in this family.
Welcome back. SB sounds like a traveller in training. Hope you had a great time in the US.
Lillian - actually on the way over to the US after a 20 hour day they put us into a holding pattern over Denver and I did cry.
Junebee and J - I come from a family of gung-ho drive across the country vacationers, and my Swiss husband, not so much. I was hoping Small Boy would get more of my travel genes than his, and so far it's working.
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