Here is the view I woke up to this morning:
Pretty incredible. Unfortunately there is a 100% chance of rain by 1pm, yet because we’ve had such a drought in Wisconsin, I am kind of looking forward to the wet stuff. Hopefully we’ll be able to squeeze in a hike this morning before it comes.
Traveling went fairly well; we only had one hiccup.
Our flight out of Madison left on time, but because of storms, circled a little longer before landing. We had enough time to catch our next flight to Amsterdam; however, these same storms kept us taxiing and delayed take-off for an hour.
For the second time in my life, I ran through the Amsterdam airport like crazy people. My red Tom’s were great for sprinting, and of course the gate was super far from where we landed. Sweaty and out of breath, we got to the gate only to have the lady tell us the gate closed a minute ago. ONE minute.
After some intense sighing and a few swear words (not directed at the lady – she was kind and sympathetic), we walked back to where we started to the transfer desk.
We were pleased to discover we had already been scheduled for the next flight to Geneva a couple hours later; KLM also gave us vouchers (for food and miles) and calling cards. What good service.
In the end, we arrived in Geneva at 1:30pm (which is 6:30am central time), met up with Bridget and JP (who had their own hiccup involving a lost and retrieved wallet in the Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris), picked up the rental car, and drove the two hours to Brody’s dad and stepmom’s house in the Valais.
I love this place.
Have you ever had to sprint through an airport? Where and why?
Do you like flying? (I do only if there are personal tvs behind each seat, which there were for our long flight. I watched Horrible Bosses and The Artist.)