The beads of sweat accumulated on the back of my neck as I plopped into my seat.
I’ve only had to run for a plane once before. Guess this made it twice.
The cost of traveling to Italy, or, well anywhere in Europe, from the US has in my opinion risen to a ridiculous level. Especially considering the price of fuel these days. So when we (my husband, mother and father-in-law and myself) booked our tickets, we avoided it all together.
Off to Vancouver B.C. we went… You would too if it saved you about a grand per person per ticket. No joke people. No joke.
We took the Bolt bus from downtown Seattle up to Vancouver and celebrated the commencement of our amazing trip with a night there before catching our morning flight back down to Seattle (yes.. a bit absurd), on to London/Heathrow, and then finally to Milan.
You would think that an hour and a half to transfer from a flight would be plenty of time. In fact, ideal! No waiting around. Just enough time to figure out your next departure gate, grab a coffee and go!
Not when you have to navigate a maze of corridors like a hamster in one of those elaborate tunnel-thingies. Thank goodness for the bright orange fast pass that enabled us to cut every single line (Can I get one of those for life in general? For traffic? That’d be nice…).
And yet the orange pass couldn’t stop time… Literally running with my two giant carry-on bags slung over each shoulder I felt like I should’ve had a siren beeping and sign flashing “wide load,” as I barreled down the concourse. And then I heard those words I’d always scoffed at before, “this is your FINAL boarding call…”
Finally sitting in my middle seat between my husband and mother-in-law I was severely disappointed when I reached up to turn the air on full-blast and there was none to be had. So that orange pass that had been so handy served a final purpose: fan.
But we made it! And with all our bags too. In my book that’s a success! Two more trains from Malpensa to Milan to Florence and our 48 hours-ish of Planes, Trains and Automobiles came to a close.
And now, Italia! The Macs are here.
Next up: Florence and Tuscany with Ryan’s best bud Brad and his beautiful wife Silvia as our most gracious hosts.