Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Airport Cliches


Well, we made it to Krakow but without some very typical airport problems....first the flight to Chicago was delayed....which made it very tough to catch the connecting flight. We were running thru the airport ..(a la OJ Simpson in the AVIS commercials)! We got on the plane which is PACKED full and find that we are situated between crying babies to the front, back and beside us. Time for drugs...OK. We arrive in Krakow early (NOT a typical airport situation)...unfortunately, our luggage did not arrive early with us. We all sat there, staring at the luggage conveyor belts thinking...they will come...they will come. But they did not. After we contacted Anna, and after much animated discussion in Polish with the airline..Anna had insisted that they provide us with some money for some clothing while we wait for the luggage. At this point, no one seemed to know exactly where the luggage was...only that it was definitely NOT is Krakow. To make a long story short, we bought some underwear and t-shirts after I tried and tried (unsuccessfully) to find a Polish Thrift Store. We got our luggage late the following day which delayed our trip to Slovakia by one day. But as with all things, there is a silver lining here to this short story. When we boarded in Pittsburgh, the wheel of our suitcase fell right off! When we got the suitcase is krakow, they gave us $100.00 because it was damaged. All that know me must relalize that this made me very happy!!!

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Bad Omen or Just Bad Luck

Day 1: Well the Graber European Vacation got started off with a bang...well at least that is what the TSA Inspectors thought might happen when I set off the explosive material on the shoes thingy at the airport! Yes, I panicked momentarily thinking quickly to myself...did I buy these shoes at the thrift store...did they belong to an Al Quaida operative.....then I realized that they were second hand but they had belonged to my nephew Jason. Again my mind raced....Jason...what did I really know about Jason...if that is your real name......but not to worry, after a brusque pat down by a manly looking female TSA officer and a quick peek at my carry-on luggage we were on our way.