And so the adventures begin. Who knew that the Fort Meyers International airport would house things we wouldn't forget. On the sight of our arrival, the man checking in our bags outside was a drummer father with ADD (he told us), 2 kids, and a phenomenal sense  of humor. Quite the character. After that painless and entertaining experience, we faced security. We spotted her from the back of the line.  Fran, the grouchy, grumpy, miserable worker living out her dream job (picking up any sarcasm?). Nice girl. Once we got through, Maddie chugged along behind us in her own world like usual, carrying a bag twice her size, but we finally made it to our gate. The three of us plopped down and realized it was 11:00. we boarded at 12:50. Way to go mom!! Great timing! I guess we will have to ease in to having patience, but if it were up to me, I wouldn't be starting now. But i guess I might as well. I'm already seeing it now... the people on the plane who should have bought 2 seats, sitting right next to me, the snacks that taste like cardboard, fighting with Maddie over the window seat, those annoying people who pack an entire meal and eat like pigs, cramping up in the tiny seats, the silent killers of nasty gas... it all sounds just so pleasurable! But, knowing that all of that will lead up to a European adventure really is assuring. Here we go....

Love, 

Delaney