I'm not anymore ready for our trip across the pond than I was this time last month. I promise I'll start packing Saturday. Or Sunday. I'm down to 3 days before we leave...and I have NO idea as to what to get for anyone. I think our presence is enough, but I've been informed that this is so not true. Tomorrow we will go on a shopping spree for chocolate/gifts/wine for everyone. My brother left a piece of luggage at my house when he was visiting last spring (I refuse to pay to send it to him) so I'll load it up with the chocolate/gifts/wine. Our travel will begin at 0900 (9am for you civilians) Tuesday when the limo service picks us up to take us to the airport. The flight itself will be about 10 hours (including short layover in Paris at Charles de Gaulle). Add 1.5 hours just to get through customs (with nothing to declare), and I'll add 3 more hours because I GAURANTEE TimeTard will either a.) forget to pick us up, b.) forget which airport, or c.) forget what time we arrive. P usually does really good on the flights (she's been across the pond and back 4 times). Usually, right after takeoff, she passes out and won't wake until we land. If she's awake, she's been known to walk around with the flight attendants, just a meetin' and a greetin' other passengers. When we check in for our return flight, I will promptly volunteer to give up our seats, and hopefully we can get either a free uprgade or discount coupons (the last ones we received during our last trip went unused). Kim and Grayse, send me your contact information so we can make arrangements to see you while we're there (Kim, no, you can't use P as your 'practice' niece). If anyone else wants to hold lively conversations with P, send me your information, too. You have to promise that if you meet TimeTard and she asks how we know each other you will NOT MENTION THE BLOG!! Just tell her we met at some seedy joint in Amsterdam or something. Just don't forget the story (Mary)!
I asked P what she would like to take to entertain herself while we travel. She had only one request, a pink Gameboy. After searching high and low, and not finding it online, I realized that the pink Gameboy is only sold here in Europe (it plays both American and European games).
After selling a pint of blood, I was finally able to grant P her wish. I introduce to you P's new toy,
The Gamegirl (P's name for it, because she's pink...DUH!):