Hannah and I arrived in the US safe and sound last week. Shawn had to stay in Lux for work, but we decided to come early to have an extra week at home.
It was a long day of travel.
We flew from Luxembourg to Geneva to Newark to Cleveland.
That’s over 11 hours in flight.
And 4 hours of layovers.
Hannah rocked, as usual. The girl was born to travel.
Our flight out of Luxembourg was slightly delayed, which made things a little sketchy when we arrived in Geneva. We landed at 8:22 AM and our next flight left for the US at 9 AM.
That left 38 minutes to get off the plane and to the next one.
We made it.
We sprinted to the gate. They were paging us in thick German accents over the PA system.
We ran as fast as we could, Hannah wearing her little backpack, me with my carry on bag and purse and both of us in bulky winter coats.
I’ve never prayed so hard while running through an airport in my life.
As soon as we boarded, they closed the door behind us.
The plane was moving towards the runway before we were settled in our seats.
9 hours and 12 minutes later, we were Stateside.
We exited the plane, collected our luggage, went through customs, got our luggage searched at customs, rechecked our luggage, went through security and made it to our gate in plenty of time.
Then we hopped on a flight to Cleveland where my parents picked us up.
I was never so glad to get to their house. Between all the running, collecting and moving luggage around the airport and the on and off of coats and shoes and trips through security, well, this mama needed a shower.
Hannah was excited to see that my mom had transformed their living room into a Christmas Wonderland.
Later that evening after Hannah went to bed, I sat down on the couch to watch some good old American HGTV. They were playing a marathon of Celebrity Homes: Holiday Decorating from the Stars and we were just about to see Kathy Lee’s holiday entertaining ideas. I’m not sure if it was the jet lag or the fact that I’d been awake for the last 21 hours, but I missed it completely and woke up at 1 AM.
That’s 7 AM in Luxembourg, so I was pretty much wide awake and ready to start the day.
Fortunately, I was able to go back to sleep and doze on and off until about 6:30 AM.
Darn jet lag.
On Sunday, Santa made a surprise little visit and brought Hannah her very first set of Legos.
(She accepted his gift and said thank you but didn’t want to sit on his lap. She watched from afar with Papa.)
Monday, we headed to a Christmas festival.
There was a lot to do.
But let’s be honest, we were only there for the horses.
(Live or otherwise.)
Shawn will be arriving here in the US later today.
We are so excited to see him and get our very first home leave started.