No Sleep for the Weary
It is 2:15 pm here in Sheffield and Phil and I have yet to sleep. We widdled our checked baggage down to 11 bags and after two very embarrassing spills in the Yellow P section of the airport parking garage in St Louis, made it through the airports with little to no issues at least on the baggage end. BTW, I always park in Yellow P. It's a little disgusting but you always remember where you parked. Besides I get to chuckle when I tell people that I parked in Yellow P. Anywho, so, we check in early and find out that all flights to Chicago are delayed by a few hours. We had a 2 hour layover in Chicago to make our flight to Manchester. So the delay really could have screwed us over. We got on Standby for the flight right before ours and got on and it ended up leaving a bit after when our flight should have took off. So instead of having time to get the kids food at the airport we boarded our flight. Cool thing about BMI airline is they had a chef on board. He personally comes around to ask the Business and First Class what they would like off the menu. They were able to cook the chicken without the mushrooms for Little Man and grilled cheese for Lady Jane.
The kids slept well on the flight and surprisingly Phil and I got a good bit of rest as well, which we would need to get through customs and immigration and beyond. We had very little trouble getting through immigration and claimed our 11 bags and with Little Man wheeling Lady Jane's stroller while carrying a barf bag (just in case) we made it to National rental. We were relying on National to have Sat Nav systems which are essential in England. Well, they stopped doing that. So after getting our Zafira (Yes, it's a minivan. We had ELEVEN bags. It was forced upon us.), Phil loaded it and stuffed it and then we had to figure out how to get to Sheffield. Phil wondered back into the Airport to find maps. It's a pretty straight shot to Sheffield and we made it, but we didn't have a detailed Sheffield map and got lost trying to find the apartment building.
Currently, Phil is off hunting and gathering and the kids are watching CeeBeeBee's which is kinda freaky and playing the new DS game. Of course not together. Yeah, wireless internet connection for free, kitchen and washing machine. We're across the street from a really cool old building. Lots of detail in what looks like tile. I need a nap, man. I'm tyred. Freaky CeeBeebee's, freaky.
It is 2:15 pm here in Sheffield and Phil and I have yet to sleep. We widdled our checked baggage down to 11 bags and after two very embarrassing spills in the Yellow P section of the airport parking garage in St Louis, made it through the airports with little to no issues at least on the baggage end. BTW, I always park in Yellow P. It's a little disgusting but you always remember where you parked. Besides I get to chuckle when I tell people that I parked in Yellow P. Anywho, so, we check in early and find out that all flights to Chicago are delayed by a few hours. We had a 2 hour layover in Chicago to make our flight to Manchester. So the delay really could have screwed us over. We got on Standby for the flight right before ours and got on and it ended up leaving a bit after when our flight should have took off. So instead of having time to get the kids food at the airport we boarded our flight. Cool thing about BMI airline is they had a chef on board. He personally comes around to ask the Business and First Class what they would like off the menu. They were able to cook the chicken without the mushrooms for Little Man and grilled cheese for Lady Jane.
The kids slept well on the flight and surprisingly Phil and I got a good bit of rest as well, which we would need to get through customs and immigration and beyond. We had very little trouble getting through immigration and claimed our 11 bags and with Little Man wheeling Lady Jane's stroller while carrying a barf bag (just in case) we made it to National rental. We were relying on National to have Sat Nav systems which are essential in England. Well, they stopped doing that. So after getting our Zafira (Yes, it's a minivan. We had ELEVEN bags. It was forced upon us.), Phil loaded it and stuffed it and then we had to figure out how to get to Sheffield. Phil wondered back into the Airport to find maps. It's a pretty straight shot to Sheffield and we made it, but we didn't have a detailed Sheffield map and got lost trying to find the apartment building.
Currently, Phil is off hunting and gathering and the kids are watching CeeBeeBee's which is kinda freaky and playing the new DS game. Of course not together. Yeah, wireless internet connection for free, kitchen and washing machine. We're across the street from a really cool old building. Lots of detail in what looks like tile. I need a nap, man. I'm tyred. Freaky CeeBeebee's, freaky.
3 Comments:
At 7:13 AM, Lance said…
Congrats on making it!
BMI sounds pretty cool.
Get some sleep.
Shouldn't you change something about the description "I'm finally a thirty-something with two kids and a house in the burbs."?
At 9:32 AM, Donna said…
I chuckled thinking of you parking in Yellow P. Some things never change, and I remember it every time we park in St. Louis. Glad you made it safely. I hope by now you have slepted some. Keep the information coming, and try to post some pictures if you can. Would love to see where you live.
At 12:09 PM, Amanda said…
It's still all true about being thirty something with two kids and a house in the burbs. I just don't live in that house temporarily and have moved to England for a while. :)
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