Copenhagen here we come...

  Six years ago to the day we set off with all three boys on the adventure of a lifetime. 2 months exploring Europe as a family was one of  the best decisions we ever made. We enjoyed it so much so we did it again three years after that. This time we are headed abroad honeymoon style. The kids have settled into there life in Santa Cruz so much so they were content to stay home and we were content to go just the two of us. 

   Copenhagen is our first stop. Looking forward to exploring my danish roots. Somewhere I have a old family photo of my great grandparents who immigrated from denmark. As a kid I thought they must have been Danish royalty dressed so beautifully. Recently I went to visit the farm house in Watsonville California where they settled. I realized then this danish royalty thing was clearly a figment of my imagination. The run down old farm house was not much more than a shack these days . 

   Traveling always gives you a chance to demonstrate your patience. For instance after arriving four hours early for our flight for various reasons we still had the stress of rushing to our gate.  Before we left we had a lengthy conversation about whether or not to bring water canisters. I stressed to Jimmie the importance of staying hydrated when flying,  and since the days of peanuts and drink service are a thing of the past I suggested we just buy big waters once we pass through security. There was some discussion about this as my husband values saving money while traveling when possible. After enjoying a game of cards and food and margaritas we headed up our gate and stopped in and spent 10$ on two water bottles. We turned out of the store and I followed Jimmie looking for our gate, somehow someway we walked right under the big giant sign that said if you walk past here you have to go through security again. As soon as we realized what we had done we quickly turned around but a security guard was there to enforce the rules. I though Jimmie was going to have a full fledged fit. To me it was comical , the 10$ water we just paid for 2 minutes earlier we had to throw out, now we are rushing to pass through security despite getting there four hours earlier and Jimmie is having a fit because for anyone who knows him knows he hates germs and removing his shoes at the security check is always a cause for a melt down. He swears the bottom of his socks are covered in athletes foots germs. 

   The whole thing gave me quit a laugh because what else are you going to do? So now I sit dehydrated on this plane writing this story because sleeping on this plane is worse than trying to sleep on a bed of frozen nails naked in December. 

  Hopefully we will pay better attention next time. Three more hours till we're off this torture chamber and exploring Denmark!