We have arrived!
The trip was very long, but OK in retrospect. The first flight from Chicago to Copenhagen was not too full, so we each got two seats by the windows. The boys watched movies and played DS games. Peter slept for the last two hours of the flight, but Simon and I didn't sleep. When we arrived in Copenhagen, we went out of through customs to walk Annoushka, the extremely well-behaved dog who didn't make a peep the whole time (and crossed her legs.)Our four hour lay-over was boring. We were to tired to really do anything more than wait.
The second flight was only 40 minutes in the air. It looked like most of the other passengers to Hannover were business men.Simon fell fast asleep even before we took off. Peter and I chatted. They handed out sealed cups of water. When we had to get off the plane, Simon was sleep walking with a frustration tolerance level of zero. So, with a backpack, bag and dog-carrier in hand, I followed Peter and Simon to get our baggage. Thankfully, the big bags all had wheels, so Peter could push one along and I could pull two.
I was so glad to see the sign "ALLEN" in the van driver's hand. He kindly helped manage the bags and we all got clicked in for the hour ride to Wolfenbuttel. Both boys fell asleep It was a nice ride with pretty landscape and at the end was Michael's friend, L, with euro to pay the shuttle and arms willing to carry up some bags.
That was our trip. Before we left Chicago, B. mentioned that her mother thought it was cruel not to drug children on long flights. I can see how it might have been easier for them if a little benadryl had let them sleep on the long leg. Not because they weren't well behaved, but so that they didn't crash on the short hops.
