...but Halifax is my haven." That line from Canadian poet Bliss Carman has been a favourite of mine for exactly ten years. And I sure am happy to be back in my haven. For that was one long trip back. Our flight from Budapest to Frankfurt was delayed 1.5 hours, and our layover
in Frankfurt was only 1 hour to begin with. So we missed that flight. Everything in
Frankfurt was backed up, due probably to a possible impending strike by
air traffic controllers. No available flights to Canada anymore that
day. So Lufthansa put us up in a 5-star Hilton. Then today we flew to
London and then directly to Halifax, though that last flight also ran
late. Two treats today: when flying into
London we were able to see Wimbledon's grounds, and flying to Canada we took the "north route" and were able
to see Greenland.
The funny story in the Frankfurt airport is that simply because we had
come from Budapest, an airport staff person asked us to lead a
Hungarian family and an elderly Romanian couple (the 2 parties didn't
know each other) through the airport workings. So we became this merry
band of travelers, none of whom could understand each other, and all
that in a German airport. How we managed to help them, I'll never know,
but it seemed to all work out. The family had 3 boys, and they latched
on to Lian - sound familiar?
Seeing Asher was a joy. He keeps hugging us.
With so much thankfulness for the last 2 weeks,
Dave
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