after two years of waiting, we were finally able to take the time and come home to opava. it has been two years since we came home, so we were looking to go home. mom visited last year and dad came this spring, but it is not quite the same.
after a short flight to san francisco, we boarded our flight for frankfurt - there is only one way to get through the flight - hour by hour. thinking you have 10 hours sandwitched between two strangers with no place to move is not very comforting and begs for an appropriate dosage of mind altering drugs. unfortunately none were handy and both my neighbours were quiet and sleeping most of the time. the girls were sitting across the isle in a similar predicament. unfortunately - or fortuantelly really except when i need the miles - i do not fly for work anymore and have lost my pimp status with the airline thughs, so no more free upgrades were handy this time. last time we flew, i got upgraded to business class, and let me tell you, it was worth every mile.
after a short layover in frankfurt we took a flight to katowicz, which is a more convenient destination. the airport is small and easy to get in and out of and it is only an hour or so from home. interstingly enough we always manage to get lost on the way to opava... i think ondra hopes that we will not request his services next time we come. keep dreaming little brother
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