yes...mein vater Fritz actually made it to Europe...hard to believe. Especially since when we arrived and looked at the arrival board, it showed their flight not arriving for another 5, yes FIVE, hours. a five hour delay? crap...what did my dad do on that plane? is he even on it now???
after several confirmations via email and handy - we acknowledged the fact that their flight was delayed for 5 hours. Since we had driven an hour to the airport - what do we do? wait the few hours longer and hope Trevor cooperates? or do we head back home, get some lunch, deal with the pups and turn around after 45 minutes and head back to Frankfurt? We did the latter...it was a day of driving.
But once they got off the plane - both in tact, in good moods and no one arrested (if you know my Dad you understand what I am saying) and all luggage accounted for...we headed out into the world of the unknown (for Fritz) and were super happy that Bev made it back. Even Trevor was pleased, as he allowed Mom to carry him all the way from her gate to the car...yes...we are all super super super happy that Fritz and Bev have made it to see us and stay for a while in Germany!
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