The Bird that Flew them Home

Here is the bird that flew them home. It was a close call. Cina and her dad, in the car, got to the airport with 10 bags and some carry-ons. I arrived with the four kids after a 3.5 hour train ride. We got to Delta check in after I had gotten my boarding card to Norway. They started to check us in and then said...'Opps...5 bag limit' and I said...'What?" I got the supervisor and explained to him the situation and then he called someone who then said "only if I had paper work would they let the 10 go. I explained that 18 months ago we came over on DAL and had 2 bags each. We were now going home with the same two bags, but on new tickets since the others expired. He called the gentlemen back and they talked away from us for a minute and then the head guy said....after looking at his watch {flight was closing} YES. Phew. Checked...Good Bye hugs to Morfar and off to security and then passport control....20 minutes...can we do it. I looked at Cina and said...'Perfect timing' she said...'You should have taken the earlier train." I knew if we had we would probably be 1000US lighter right now.

They let me through Passpport control and we got to the gate the the supervisor smiled and said 'You made it." Kisses to all..phones still in their bags and off to the races. The second leg of this journey.

The size of the photo is small..but there it it........Atlanta heer they come.