Well.. we made it home. But thats not to say that it wasn't a struggle.
We woke up and were perfectly on time. We made it to the airport without so much as breaking a sweat.. thats when we had to check our bags. They were allowed to weigh 8 kilos, mine weighed 9, Gabby's weight 12. Reluctantly we handed over our bags and headed to our terminal. The flight to Frankfurt went smoothly and we even enjoyed a real frank hotdog and a pretzel in the airport. We made it to Madrid about ten minutes late (at 3:45), which wouldn't have made any sort of difference except for the whole checking of the baggage aspect. We waited. and we waited. getting more and more restless and nervous about making it to our 5 o'clock bus which is a 30-45 minute metro ride away. Finally we got our luggage and made a mad dash through the airport to catch the metro. We sprinted through the metro station when we arrived to reach the bus (no, seriously sometimes the wheels to my suitcase weren't even on the ground. true story.)
BUT
of course we arrived at 5:10. A small freak out, and an ice cream sunday later, we had tickets to the next bus, which thankfully was at 6:00.. not 11:00 which was the other option. Gabby's seat dripped cold water on her from the roof the whole way home.. but at least we made it home.
We woke up and were perfectly on time. We made it to the airport without so much as breaking a sweat.. thats when we had to check our bags. They were allowed to weigh 8 kilos, mine weighed 9, Gabby's weight 12. Reluctantly we handed over our bags and headed to our terminal. The flight to Frankfurt went smoothly and we even enjoyed a real frank hotdog and a pretzel in the airport. We made it to Madrid about ten minutes late (at 3:45), which wouldn't have made any sort of difference except for the whole checking of the baggage aspect. We waited. and we waited. getting more and more restless and nervous about making it to our 5 o'clock bus which is a 30-45 minute metro ride away. Finally we got our luggage and made a mad dash through the airport to catch the metro. We sprinted through the metro station when we arrived to reach the bus (no, seriously sometimes the wheels to my suitcase weren't even on the ground. true story.)
BUT
of course we arrived at 5:10. A small freak out, and an ice cream sunday later, we had tickets to the next bus, which thankfully was at 6:00.. not 11:00 which was the other option. Gabby's seat dripped cold water on her from the roof the whole way home.. but at least we made it home.
Picture of the day: I love airplanes.. and airports.. but mostly I love this view.
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