I made Ned upgrade his seat so he wouldn't go crazy on the 9 hour flight! We're holding up the rear--he's in the exit row ready to fight for us in case of emergency ... Or so he says :)
So, this summer, we had an amazing trip to Iceland planned. We were going to ride the small Icelandic ponies, soak in the blue lagoon, and stalk Bjork. Instead I spent about a week in the hospital, found out one of my kidneys was dead and infected (that’s a twofer), got a nephrectomy tube for a while (look it up, it’s super gross), had surgery to remove said kidney, and couldn’t lift anything heavier than gallon of milk for about six weeks. Goodbye, Iceland; hello, binge-watching Wild, Wild Country and home nurse visits. What a great summer. Oh, and when I wasn’t binging Netflix shows about cults, I started planning a reboot vacation around Thanksgiving holiday. Iceland’s not as attractive an option in November as it is in August. Enter Hawaii! On reflection, this selection may have been in part unconsciously influenced by my watching the entire Brady Bunch Hawaii arc on MeTV while I was in the hospital. Eager readers of this blog (...
We got up at 3:30 am, yes AM, to catch our 5:40 am Eurostar to Paris. The streets of London were dark and empty, as was St. Pancras when we arrived. The only other folks there were clearly on the same train, but they had obviously gotten there even earlier and staged a zombie-like takeover of the Starbucks (the only place open in the station). Truly, they were sleeping, heads down, blankets on, on tables in an empty, modern-y, glass-y train station in one of the world's busiest cities. It was like a scene from Contagion. So, of course, my children mocked them. This tree is lovely ... and huge ... and it also gives a sense of how empty this vast train station was. Traveling by Eurostar was awesome! I wish plane travel worked this easily and was this civilized. We had our massive Starbucks cups and bag-o-breakfast and (wait for it) took them through security ! Seriously, they even had cup holders so that the drinks wouldn'...
One thing we had learned on our Switzerland trip was the benefit of staying near the airport the night before the flight, so our travels on our last full day would take us from Galway back to Switzerland by train, then to an airport hotel, and then--whatever. Three of us grabbed breakfast again at Esquires, where our server--the older gentleman from our first breakfast--remembered us and was happy to share that they were fully staffed that morning! Breakfast was again delicious. Ned went back to the hotel to ensure we'd all be packed and ready to go, while Harper and I ran off in search of Hazel Mountain Chocolates in the Latin Quarter. It was right next to the kinf_olk store (of course, how did we not see it?). We were plied with chocolates by the gracious HMC staff, learned that everything was gf, and bought a bunch. Another big up for Galway, the staff in every shop we visited were super nice, welcoming, and helpful--plus they had gorgeous accents! After chocolating-up, we grabb...
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