My husband and I are traveling pros. We are awesome at running through the airport piled down with backpacks, car seats, and children to catch our connecting flights. Managing to pack our entire house into 4 suitcases is, ahem, a breeze. All of our documents are always by the hand, and of course we always double check our itineraries before we leave the house!
So last Thursday when we arrived at Schiphol Airport in Amsterdam at 10.42AM, it was definitely NOT the two professional travelers that stood there dumbfounded when they could not find their flight on the departure screen. This may or may not have been because our flight had just taken off 2 minutes prior to our arrival.
The travel agency had failed to inform us that our original flight had been cancelled, and that our new flight was leaving 4 hours earlier than planned! Just a minor detail...!
And there we stood with our 2 baggage carts packed to the max, a stroller, 2 car seats, and 2 children. After 5 hours of trying to get onto a couple of different flights to America that day, we gave up and were given a hotel room at The Hilton attached to the airport. Everyone was pooped and was happy to have a place to lay down!
They were exhausted even before our real trip began!
Rub a Dub Dub, Max and Lucas in the tub!
To Be Continued....!
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