Getting there...
The stress I was feeling leading up to Christmas was related entirely to our travel to North Carolina. There's no short or easy way to get there from here (we're talking teeny tiny Asheville airport, not Charlotte). We left very early Wednesday morning for the first leg of our trip - to Chicago and got there with very little trouble - Liam managed a little nap on the plane and one in his stroller once we got there. Todd and I knew we had 2 hours to hang out in the airport before our next flight, which was increased to 3 hours, then 3:45 hours. So we walked pretty much the entire place, got some lunch and snacks - we enjoyed it really. Once Liam woke up we wanted him to get as much energy out as he could.
The boys enjoyed watching the airplanes and cars outside...
we stopped for Liam to eat some lunch (just outside of the concourse where they filmed Home Alone, awesome)...
we were walking fast, but buddy loves his stroller...
Liam got to crawl around on the nasty airport floor and loved every second of it; he was of course filthy by the end of that, but we had brought a change of clothes for that purpose. Meanwhile, as our layover kept getting longer and longer, the little snowflakes that had been falling the whole time we were there became enormous flakes that covered the ground completely within 30 minutes. We got panicky and decided to wait near our gate so we could hear updates as they came (people all around us were talking about their cancelled flights!). As we should have expected there was NO sitting room... we were lucky to find this...
The snow stopped and freezing rain began, but we finally got on our plane, only to sit there for 2 hours before we could take off - due to the need to de-ice, refuel, de-ice again, and wait in a long line of planes waiting to take off out of the one open runway. But PTL we did make it, and Liam was an amazing little traveler - I know all those prayers paid off!! Now the fun could begin...
The boys enjoyed watching the airplanes and cars outside...
we stopped for Liam to eat some lunch (just outside of the concourse where they filmed Home Alone, awesome)...
we were walking fast, but buddy loves his stroller...
Liam got to crawl around on the nasty airport floor and loved every second of it; he was of course filthy by the end of that, but we had brought a change of clothes for that purpose. Meanwhile, as our layover kept getting longer and longer, the little snowflakes that had been falling the whole time we were there became enormous flakes that covered the ground completely within 30 minutes. We got panicky and decided to wait near our gate so we could hear updates as they came (people all around us were talking about their cancelled flights!). As we should have expected there was NO sitting room... we were lucky to find this...
The snow stopped and freezing rain began, but we finally got on our plane, only to sit there for 2 hours before we could take off - due to the need to de-ice, refuel, de-ice again, and wait in a long line of planes waiting to take off out of the one open runway. But PTL we did make it, and Liam was an amazing little traveler - I know all those prayers paid off!! Now the fun could begin...
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