We're soaring, flying...

Travel buddies! around 5.30am in Copenhagen airport.

Let me just start off by saying that even when knowing this year is in the other end of a 20-hour trip, getting up at around 4 am isn't easy. At all. But it went well.

   We were 3 Danish girls, a Latvian boy and a Norwegian boy who all travelled together to Chicago. When we got to Chicago, we had to separate and we spread out all over the airport. I was the one with the shortest layover, so I had a YFU travel staff lady waiting for me at my gate. We had more or less an hour of waiting at the gate, so we had a nice chat. What a lovely lady! 

   Arriving in Atlanta was a rather hectic experience. The plane was so small, so it didn't fit all of our cabin baggage, so we had it stored somewhere else on the plane. That meant waiting time after I landed, just to get my cabin baggage! luckily my bag was one of the first ones to come, because I REALLY had to use the restroom. And then I went through this overly packed metro-situation to get to the domestic baggage claim, where Bob and Anne were waiting for me with signs Sam, Charlie and Lizzy made for me. SO nice of them! And they bought me food immediately as well - my kind of people. Food's never tasted that good. 

   It's a 45-minute drive home from the airport, and during that drive we probably got 10 phone calls from the kids asking when we'd be there. They were all really tired and really eager for me to get here, and almost falling asleep when we got to the house. They did spend the last energy preserved in them to run around screaming for a few seconds when the car pulled into the driveway, though. The rest of the night was spent in the living room, giving lots of hugs and me giving the family the gifts I brought for them.

   All in all a very pleasant trip with lots and lots of coffee, way too little sleep and a very jet-laggeed me arriving in Atlanta. :)

(also, please tell me you realize the title is a reference to a High School Musical song) 

We're soaring, flying... 

Rejsekammerater! Ca. klokken 5.30 i CPH lufthavn. 

Lad mig bare starte med at sige, at selvom jeg vidste det bedste år i mit liv ventede for enden af en 20-timers lang rejse, er det ikke nemt at komme op klokken 4 om morgen. Slet ikke. Men det gik da.

   Vi var 3 danske piger, en norsk dreng og en lettisk dreng, der alle rejste sammen til Chicago. I Chicago lufthavn måtte vi dog skilles og finde vores seperate gates. Jeg havde heldigvis kun et par timers ventetid i lufthavnen, og selvom Chicago lufthavn er KÆMPE, så fik jeg alligevel en god snak med en rar dame fra YFUs Travel Staff. 

   Da jeg så landede i Atlanta var der en masse ventetid. Flyet var så lille, at al vores håndbagage ikke kunne være i flyet, så de måtte opbevare taskerne et andet sted. Det betød ventetid bare for at få min taske! Ikke at det var galt eller noget, men hold nu op jeg skulle på toilettet på det tidspunkt! For at komme til de indenrigs bagagebånd skal man igennem en overfyldt metro-situation, som ikke rigtig spillede så godt med mit jeg-har-været-vågen-i-godt-20-timer jeg. Det glemte jeg dog hurtigt, da Bob og Anne ventede ved bagagebåndene med skilte som Sam, Charlie og Lizzy havde lavet til mig. De købte mad til mig inden min taske var kommet - jeg kan lide de her mennesker! Mad har nok aldrig smagt så godt. 

   Der er 45 minutter i bil fra lufthavnen. I løbet af den køretur modtog vi nok 10 opkald fra børnene, der ville vide hvor langt vi var. De var alle tre super trætte, utrolig utålmodige og næsten sovende, da vi endelig kom til huset. De brugte det sidste energi gemt i dem til at løbe skrigende rundt i et par sekunder,  idet vi kørte ind ad indkørslen. Resten af aftenen sad vi alle i stuen og gav hinanden en hel masse kram. Jeg fik desuden givet alle de gaver jeg havde bragt med hjemmefra.

   Alt i alt en god tur med masser af kaffe, alt for lidt søvn og en meget jetlagged mig, der ankom i Atlanta. :)


(også, jeg håber virkelig du ved titlen er en reference til en High School Musical sang)