Saturday, June 23, 2007

I was adorable when I was nine. Things started going downhill at 10 when those ugly teeth grew in!

Clearly I am not in Barcelona. And clearly the travel gods hate me.

Our 9.30 flight was completely cancelled and we couldn´t get anything till 4.30 in the afternoon. One of my friends had a 24 hour bug and the other just didn´t care. So, we got our money refunded and came home (after waiting in a line for nearly 4 hours...). Soo, I am sad.

So, tomorrow we´re going to the beach.

BTW, if I never mentioned, I bought the four of us sisters somewhat matching t-shirts when I got here that will be billed to AirFrance. I for sure think we should wear them for a matching sisters picture.

Now I´m struggling to book a hostel for Madrid next weekend. Sigh. Soo, e-mail me what to do to reserve a train ride to paris that sunday night...

Have to go, love you and miss you and love the comments!

TTYL :)
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2 comments:

PCH said...

Sorry the Barcelona gig didn't work. Travel can be a pain, which ever country you might be in.

Got your Father's Day postcard. It wasn't all that late!

10:41 AM
Anonymous said...

Char, I'll email you tomorrow with some travel info. It really isn't all that hard. The short version of what I'm going to recommend to you is to reserve your seat on the train out of Madrid at the train station when you arrive there. That way you don't have to go back later and you know you have a spot (unlike me, who went right before the train left to reserve her seat on her first train and it was full and a huge mess). It's not that hard. Find an information desk at the train station and they'll point you in the right direction.

We had a fun time in MN - but missed you! We'll make up for in Paris in a week :) I propose we buy a bottle of wine and a bagette and picnic under the Eiffel Tower and then go to the top our first night there!

6:05 PM

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