Whenever I take a trip, I always feel like I’m back home in the blink of an eye. How is it that they always go by so quickly? Next thing you know you are waking up in your own bed at 4:30 a.m. totally unable to go back to sleep. So here I am with my cup of coffee waiting for the 1,500+ photos that I took to load on my computer.
That’s Nyhavn in Copenhagen, taken the first day of our trip.
Unfortunately, unlike Dorothy I didn’t just click my heels together three times and wish myself back home. Instead Mr. Q and I suffered through a very long, long day full of frantic moments of rushing mixed in with hours of waiting in long lines and enduring uncomfortable airplane seats. Oh how I envied those lucky souls in first class with their down filled pillows and duvets. I always love how the airline makes you walk through that area to get to your tiny cramped seat in the back of the plane as if to say ‘just look at what you are missing!’
So I added it up, Mr. Q and I waited in no less than 15 really long lines yesterday. The worst line was either the 2 hour line to check our bags in Copenhagen, or possibly the 10 minute wait to use the bathroom at JFK in New York (I really had to go). It’s a toss up. We left our cruise ship at 8 a.m. Copenhagen time (the equivalent of 1 a.m. Minneapolis time) and we got home around 10 p.m. So 21 hours. Ugh! I might have to burn the clothes I wore.
A funny little tidbit about the 2 hour Copenhagen line. They seemed to be trying out a new form of security questioning. In addition to the typical “did anyone ask you to carry an item on board the plane?” and “what is your final destination?” they also asked things like “what was your favorite thing from your trip?” and “do you have any hobbies?” No lie folks. They were lovely, friendly people and they made their way down the line chatting with each person in this fashion while they looked over your passport and I assume tried to guess whether or not you were a terrorist. By eavesdropping I discovered that the people behind us were retired firefighters from Minneapolis whose hobbies were fishing and hunting. Perhaps they are thinking that potential terrorists will be put on the spot by these unexpected questions!
We had an amazing time on our trip, so in the long run it was worth it to put up with those long hours of travel. I have so many fun things to share with your guys. My plan is to write a post a week about each of the places we visited. I think it will take most of the summer to get through them all. But don’t worry, they will be mixed in with more posts about furniture makeovers, gardening, garage sale finds, Debbie’s new house and whatever else strikes my fancy. So I hope you’ll continue to stay tuned.
In the meantime, I’m really happy to be back home again in my own space. There truly is no place like home. Hang in there while I recover from jet lag, get caught up on blog comments (by the way, a big thanks for all of the congratulatory comments sent my sister’s way, she loved getting them and she is over the moon about her new house), and then I’ll see if I can remember how to paint furniture!