Quite the crowd

LH 471 must be the Canada-Delhi connector. The flight was completely full. 22 wheelchair passengers, more than a dozen families with children under five and me with my noise cancelling headphones.
My seat mate was a lovely Iranian woman who spoke little English and even less German. Our seats were actually up against the bulk head. The flight was quiet, no screaming children, no medical emergencies and close enough to on time that I was able to navigate through the evilness that is now Frankfurt Airport in time to make my flight.
Walk a few kilometers, go through Passport Control to find yourself outside the security area. Travel around Robinhood’s Barn and finally go through security. This is followed by finding out that you are near gates B which means downstairs, charge a few more klicks, up the stairs with 10 minutes to spare leaving me just enough time to grab a coffee from the lounge.
Made it to Venice. Finally managed to get through to the hotel and got picked up.
Time zone whacked obviously

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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