Twiddling my thumbs

So the day has arrived!! My stomach actually had butterflies as we pulled into the Seattle airport. I haven’t really mentally prepared to not be in the USA for 3 months. Last night and this morning was torture, trying to scramble to pack our bags and realizing, after packing and repacking about 5 times, that we simply had too much stuff to only check 2 bags. Even after getting rid of more and more things. That's what we get for going in the winter time.

Once we got to the surprisingly empty airport and checked in, we found out that we had to pay $60 instead of $50 for our 3^rd bag. What? It was a backpack and less weight than the other two by far! Oh well, what can you do. We then proceeded to go through customs which we had been sure would be crazy busy and tedious. Not so. We were through in 10 minutes and didn’t even have to take off our clothes or have strange hands feeling all over us. Haha I joke…kinda. But after that stunt pulled recently by the idiot in Amsterdam, I was expecting the worst.

As lucky as we got going through customs here, we didn’t get any luck from the other side. Apparently their customs are crazy enough that our flight is delayed 2 hours and 10 minutes. Boo! We get to sit here in this dead airport for another 4 hours. Oh well. I suppose I should be happy we aren’t stuck in a line. Shane’s dad just told us that the road we came in on is now stopped because two policemen got shot. Thank goodness we got here as early as we did, because we just barely missed the standstill traffic over that. So I will count my blessings and pray that the family of the policeman who was killed will somehow make it through.

There is the cutest little girl speaking German in front of me. I love international flights. This is where the fun starts. :)