The Kershners are home! (27 hours later)

To say that our trip home went off without a hitch would be a lie. First thing we hit the train station in Morges headed for the airport. We had seven bags, 1 stroller, 2 kids, and one father who gets anxious when he has to catch trains and planes. Georgia put her credit card in the ticket machine and it got stuck. We had about 10 minutes of panic there. The ticket agent came out and freed the card though so every thing was okay there. We just made the train but climbed into a first class car by mistake. So I had to drag all the luggage through the train to get to our car while Georgia juggled the kids. The airport in Geneva went okay but our flight was delayed by bad weather in Frankfort. This gave us about 20 minutes to get boarding passes and make our flight inFrankfort, which was 2 sprints and a tram ride away. Nothing like working up a sweat when you have to sit on a plane for 10 hours. No scratch that there was a head wind - 11 hour flight back to San Fransisco. Once we arrived we were a little worried about making our Medford flight so we ran for the passport check and made it trough in no time. Then waited for our luggage to come out of the carosal so we could go through customs. Ours were the last 4 bags to come off the plane. I never saw the fifth or the stroller come out. We then made it through imagrations, dashed for security and headed for the gate only to find our flight had been canceled. We should have checked that first. Come to find out we were already booked on the 10:30 flight home. We were pretty happy with that until we watched the board for a while and watched our departure time creep later and later into the night. Our flight that was canceled was supposed to arrive in Medford at 9:30 PM. Our actual flight left San Fransisco at 12:20 AM. We made it home by about 2:00. My head is still spinning from the entire ordeal. It was sure nice to be home after that. We did have a great time though and it was hard to say good bye when we left. The picture below is that last night for the kids. We broke out the matching Christmas PJs. Little Muriel was already asleep, so there it is 10 toes short, but still pretty cute.