The French airport was very entertaining for our group. Some of the more energetic boys and girls found that with no one in the airport, it was fun to play escalator games and run with the carts to burn up that excess energy from our bus ride. Some of the kids were still pretty tired, so Holly, Blake and Heather decided to take a nap. Marcy had a great idea to enclose an area with the carts and bags and we patiently waited for the airport to "wake up" so we could begin our journey to our next destinations.
Once we were able to get in to our gates at the airport in France, the Atlanta-bound group found our flight to Amsterdam was delayed. It was not the news homesick people wanted to hear, but, the pilot must have seen the desperation in our eyes. He gets many kudos from our group for making a 1 1/2 hour plane ride into a 45 minute plane ride. We landed in Amsterdam ON schedule, but the four of us (Sheaffer, Blake, Anna and myself) literally had to jog to make our connecting flight which was to leave in about 35-40 minutes and was located totally across the airport (from gate 1 to 47). All of those monastery runs must have paid off, because we made it without any problems. Our flight back was uneventful. The fun part was when Blake had taken a nap and Sheaffer tried to convince him that while he slept the plane had problems and was on its way back to Amsterdam. Blake ended up not totally buying it, and we landed with our nine hour flight feeling more like fifteen hours. The fun wasn't over, because once we slid quickly through customs and were retrieving our luggage, mine wasn't there. It took quite a while to get through the line to take care of all of the paperwork, but many thanks goes to Sheaffer for staying with me (thanks to Anna and Blake who also had to endure the long wait) and making sure all of the paperwork was done properly and with the correct numbers so my bags could be found. We finally went through security for the final time and were able to get on the shuttle and out to our loved ones who were patiently waiting for our return. On a happy note, my luggage was found and returned safe and intact. Thank you KLM for finding it!!
Susan Shilling
Once we were able to get in to our gates at the airport in France, the Atlanta-bound group found our flight to Amsterdam was delayed. It was not the news homesick people wanted to hear, but, the pilot must have seen the desperation in our eyes. He gets many kudos from our group for making a 1 1/2 hour plane ride into a 45 minute plane ride. We landed in Amsterdam ON schedule, but the four of us (Sheaffer, Blake, Anna and myself) literally had to jog to make our connecting flight which was to leave in about 35-40 minutes and was located totally across the airport (from gate 1 to 47). All of those monastery runs must have paid off, because we made it without any problems. Our flight back was uneventful. The fun part was when Blake had taken a nap and Sheaffer tried to convince him that while he slept the plane had problems and was on its way back to Amsterdam. Blake ended up not totally buying it, and we landed with our nine hour flight feeling more like fifteen hours. The fun wasn't over, because once we slid quickly through customs and were retrieving our luggage, mine wasn't there. It took quite a while to get through the line to take care of all of the paperwork, but many thanks goes to Sheaffer for staying with me (thanks to Anna and Blake who also had to endure the long wait) and making sure all of the paperwork was done properly and with the correct numbers so my bags could be found. We finally went through security for the final time and were able to get on the shuttle and out to our loved ones who were patiently waiting for our return. On a happy note, my luggage was found and returned safe and intact. Thank you KLM for finding it!!
Susan Shilling
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