We left our house for Seattle at 415a on 15 Aug. The flight plan put us in Pensacola at 635p which seemed perfect. Even better my parents were on the same flight as our connection in Dallas. Just think 2 more adults to help fly.
The plan started all well and good. The boys woke up in the best moods...especially for 4 in the morning. Gabe slept on the plane. Anthony colored and played with cars. I even got to read a book without resorting to the DVD player.
We arrived in Ontario, California on time, and were just going to make our connection. Then we found out that the two terminals are not connected inside security. So, we have to race through security with 2 kids, milk, blankets, kitty kat, snack, and 6 SCUBA regulators. Surprisingly, we made it...and then we found out that our connection to DFW was delayed 3 hours...yep...3 hours. The kids found some unique ways to entertain themselves (and everyone else) in the airport. We watched for the airplane...for a really long time.
Yes, Gabe is riding Anthony like a horse :-)
With the delay, we were definitely going to miss the flight from Dallas to Pensacola. So I go down to the desk and wait...and wait...and wait. Finally, I get to talk to a person. They assure me I will get a hotel voucher in Dallas.
We finally get to Dallas, 5 hours late only to find out that my parent's flight (our original flight) was actually cancelled. Additionally, they do not give you a voucher for weather delayed flights...not their problem apparently.
We finally get to Dallas, 5 hours late only to find out that my parent's flight (our original flight) was actually cancelled. Additionally, they do not give you a voucher for weather delayed flights...not their problem apparently.
We get a hotel, have no luggage or clean clothes for anyone. Everyone is grumpy, tired and upset "that we not in florida." Anthony was very insistent that we go to florida with grandma kerry and grandpa keith now.
So we rise again at O-Dark-30 and start again. We were booked on the 715a flight, but my parents were standby. Turns out my dad got on, but not my mom.
So we rise again at O-Dark-30 and start again. We were booked on the 715a flight, but my parents were standby. Turns out my dad got on, but not my mom.
When we arrived, fortunately our rental cars were still available. My dad's luggage arrived as did the car seats and stroller. Yeah! But wait...where are the other 6 suitcases we have...like the ones with clothes.
My mom and our luggage did not arrive until 5p that on Sunday, 16 Aug.
Finally, the boys got to go swimming after talking about it for 2 days.
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Oh goodness - just think though, you are in the nice warm sun while Washington has been thunder, lighning, and pouring down rain the past three days straight!! Please bring some sunshine home with you! :)
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