It's Business Time

Day 1 in Bonn, Germany.

We've determined that business class is definitely, 100% for sure, the only way to fly. We feel qualified to say this, having spent hundreds of hours in coach, hunkered between odorous strangers, fighting for foot room and the arm rest, rifling for ear plugs to muffle the baby screaming behind you, all whilst holding a full bladder until the duty-free carts clear the aisle.

This trip was different. Courtesy of my new job (Thanks UN), we flew business class. As in, here is your very own overhead compartment all to yourself class. Or, have a couple glasses of champagne before taking off class. Or, I can't decide which of the 17 seat positions is best to watch the 60 selections of new movies and TV shows whilst getting a chair massage class. Or, would you like to pair each of your courses today with a wine selected by our special sommelier? class.

They used tablecloths on our pull out trays.  Need I say more?

The only bad thing about the flight was that is wasn't long enough. 11 hours is not sufficient to push all the buttons, eat all the food, drink all the wine and watch all the movies. Alas, all good things must come to an end. I only hope there are some business class tickets in my near future.

We arrived in Frankfurt noonish, and heaved, pushed, pulled and staggered our bags through one train ride, one tram ride, one taxi ride and several flights of stairs. I can safely say I've never travelled anywhere with that much baggage. We got several looks implying our bags were really simply just too large. I think the bags took it personally as the largest suitcase took a header down an escalator to end it all. Fortunately, there was no one on the escalator at the time. And, the bag was unsuccessful. He still rolls well and packs a ton.

Now we sit in Hotel Krug, a simple little pension hotel with a kitchen, which will be home base until we can find an apartment. We have a few appointments set up and continue to look for others. Tomorrow at 9am we are going to see what looks like a lovely two bedroom place....fingers crossed. It would be awesome to find a home so soon.

From the day I was offered this job, to today, 7 weeks elapsed. Those 7 weeks deserve a post as well, but my travel-addled brain forbids it.

More from us soon,

Hillary and Jeff