Only twenty six more hours until our plane is scheduled to take off! We’ll (hopefully) be in the air for 8 hours, and land in Frankfurt at around noon, their time. My husband’s parents graciously cashed in their hotel travel points for an overnight room for us, so we won’t have to go straight from an 8 hour plane ride to a 7 hour train ride.
So far, I don’t think it’s completely sunk in. Pittsburgh was the only home I’d really ever had – I grew up in the south hills and then went to Pitt. I’ve never even visited Germany, so I have absolutely no idea what to expect. I’ve been joking about how I’ve been to Hofbrauhaus and Disney’s Epcot before, but seriously? That’s my only “exposure” to Germany.
Our game plan is to give the wup some children’s Benadryl before the flight and a calming treat about midway through. She’s getting used to her carrier, but she’s such an active little dog that I still worry about her getting too restless in there. Hopefully it’ll go off without a hitch. As for me, I’m hoping some melatonin will sufficiently knock me out, because United doesn’t serve free alcohol. Bastards.