A few days before we were scheduled to leave, we headed down to Tennessee to take some things to my sister Cathy's that we didn't want to risk losing or getting ruined while being transported. I was so excited for our first road trip in our new van, William was pretty excited too.
A bonus is we got to make a little detour to see my childhood friend Kristi and her new baby. It was a pretty eventful trip. On the way from Cathy's to meet Kristi, we started getting a warning about tire pressure. Figuring like most cars, it meant in the next day or two, fill up on air so I drove right on past the exit. Well, only a minute or two down the road (while in the left lane, going 85) we started hearing a very strange noise. I hurried across all the lanes only to find that our back tire had just about exploded. Nick started taking the tire off while I worked on getting the spare out, as the kids screamed in the back. We finally got it back into commission and headed towards the closest tire place. Once we finally found it, they discovered the one of the front tires had a very large nail in it, so instead of replacing just the two back tires, we got four all new tires.
We made it home safely, with just enough time for me to head to young women's one last time. Just a couple of days later we enjoyed our last Kentucky sun rise as we pulled ourselves out of bed with only a few hours of sleep and hurriedly prepared to make our way to the airport.
The kids had a blast playing in the terminal as always, climbing over the chairs and sorting through the treats we brought.
We made the last few calls, and got on our first flight to Charlotte. We had over two hours there, so we got lunch and searched for the USO where they had a large play room for the kids, movies, food and just about anything you could want. It was a nice break from the noise and craziness of the rest of the airport, and it made me so glad they offer that for service members.
We got onto the last flight, headed to Frankfurt a whopping eight and half hours. A little Melatonin for everyone and it was actually a pretty good flight. William slept through most of it, Kaelyn slept on and off. Sleeping anywhere but on her stomach is hard so that is always a fight but we made it without too much trouble.
It was 7 am when we arrived, so we headed back to our sponsors house, dropping the kids and me off while Nick went to do everything he needed to do. William was so tired he started nodding off so we cuddled together and took a nap on their couch while Kaelyn was sleeping upstairs. We got into our hotel the afternoon, a German hotel that in some ways, was very different. Whoever decorated had a very strange image. The chairs, couches and benches were leather and cow hide. The rooms all had beautiful chandeliers in them, but were surround by a sphere of purple fabric, almost hiding the chandeliers entirely.
And just in case you couldn't read English, they made sure that everyone would know where the bathrooms are.
The staff was wonderful and we did have a very nice stay. When we arrived they had an oversized pack n' play all set up with extra padding and blankets for a bed for William. The room was furnished with two twin beds, so Nick and I shared one while William slept in the other.
After the second day we decided that having Kaelyn sleep in the bathroom so we could close the door and not bother her was the best option, so we started leaving her bed in there.The third day they came to clean our room, and just asked them for some towels saying my daughter was in the bathroom and they went on their way. The next day Kaelyn awake and when one of the men went into the bathroom to get the garbage he called the other in. After a moment of them conversing in German, one man poked his head out and asked hesitantly if we still needed the pack n' play. I told him that we do, that my daughter sleeps in there. The looks in their faces was priceless, "You crazy Americans!"