Summer Breeze, Makes Me Feel Fine

Where to begin?

17 days in the States. 17 days of craziness and in some cases, completely random and awesome surprises.

Returning to Germany…hmm, not many (ok any) good surprises. I’ll get to that later. However, the silver lining on our return to Germany has been the realization (by both John and me) that we like living in Germany now. Hah! It only took me a year or so.

While we were gone, I missed our lifestyle here. It’s relaxed and easy. We get to spend lots of time together and do pretty much whatever we want whenever we want. The pace of life overall here is slower too.

Anyway, back to the beginning…

Our trip started out marvelously. We arrived at the Frankfurt airport after getting up ridiculously early to catch 3 separate trains with all of our luggage (ok, that part wasn’t so fun, but the anticipation of the trip made it feel better than it was). We got there a little under 2 hours before takeoff, and guess what? They upgraded us to business class from Frankfurt to Dallas. Woohoo! It was fantastic. The seats will lie flat. The TV screens are bigger and you have on demand entertainment – not to mention a much more extensive selection than if you fly coach. They welcome you with champagne. You get a nice little menu to select your food from (it’s better than coach, but it’s still airline food). You get a warm towel with which to “wash up,” a thick down blanket to wrap up in, Bose noise cancelling headphones, and an amenity kit filled with socks, a sleeping mask, Burt’s Bees lip balm and lotion, a toothbrush, toothpaste, floss, ear plugs, tissue and a pen.

If only we didn’t have to fly coach ever again.

Oh and the flight attendants are NICE in business class. They even referred to us as Mr. & Mrs.

At one point, our flight attendant had gone on break, and I wanted a glass of wine. When I asked the substitute attendant for a glass of wine, she asked how old I am, to which I responded 25 (the truth). She looked at me quizzically and must have decided that all was ok, because she left and poured a glass of wine. Upon her return, however, she announced that she needed to see my passport because if she gave alcohol to someone who is underage, she could get in a lot of trouble. I sighed and looked over at John who was all cuddled up watching his TV. I asked him to please get my passport from his backpack. John also sighed, sat up and started rummaging around for his backpack. At this point, the attendant says, “oh, are you two married?” We both reply yes, and she then says, “oh, well, here you go” and hands me the wine. Uh, what?

Oh well!

One last anecdote about the flight…

I have a hard time sleeping on planes, but apparently, this is much less of a problem when I get to sit in a large comfy reclining chair/bed with a nice blanket. I passed out while watching X-Men Origins: Wolverine. John, however, was not sleepy and thought it would be funny to blow on my face while I was asleep. When he did this, I remember thinking (in my sleep), “wow, that’s a nice breeze coming in our room this morning.” I then opened my eyes and was confused by my surroundings and my laughing husband. At least I was able to enjoy business class the rest of the way. If I had been woken up in coach, I would not have thought it was funny!