On the evening of January 11th after a very busy day, Greg and I dropped the kids off at Grandma and Grandpa's house for 6 days away from the craziness. We had planned a trip to Charleston, SC to spend some time with friends and to take part in the Charleston Riverfront Festival Half Marathon. We got home that night and packed since we had an early flight out the next morning. We arrived at the airport on Wednesday the 12th at 7am to find out that our flight had been delayed 2 hours. While trying to rebook our connection in Atlanta we found out that our flight out of Louisville had in fact been delayed 4 hours. Turns out Delta did not have a crew fro our flight.
We sat in the airport playing with my new iPhone and reading. The airport was cold and after a while gets very tiring. We finally made it to Atlanta just in time for our connection. We boarded the plane and then sat and sat and sat. 1 1/2 hours in fact we sat before we left the gate to head to Charleston. Our short 4 hour trip had become a 9 hour trip and will forever be etched in our minds as the day we decided not to fly Delta anymore. We arrived in Charleston, but our bag did not. Yes they lost it in Atlanta somewhere and were not sure if in fact it was even there. Of course Delta vowed we would have it that night. We did indeed get our bag at about midnight. One we arrived we got our car and headed for the condo. Once inside the quiet of the car I turned to Greg and said, " Do you hear that?" His answer as it always is was, "no!" I said, "neither do I!" It was quiet and peaceful in the car without the children. Just a taste of what was to come the next 5 days. We love our children dearly, but some peace and quiet on occasions is nice. While driving to the condo we happened upon one of our favorite restaurants from our Charleston days and stopped to eat. The Mustard Seed was just as good as I remember. We checked in and got to bed early. Thursday we slept in which is very rare for us. We got a slow start and the went to meet Chris and Laura at the airport. After picking them up we headed downtown. Laura has never been to
Charleston and visiting has been a dream of hers. We did all the regular touristy things over the next few days. We walked on the Battery, saw Rainbow Row, the slave Market, Boone Hall Plantation and Angel Oak. We ate like Kings and Queens and had a tome of fun. We laughed hard and relaxed a lot. On Saturday in record low temperatures Greg and I braved the cold to do our half marathon. Chris and Laura were our faithful cheering team. I PR'd by 8 minutes and overall had a good race. I ended up 35th /100 in my age group and 268th/868 overall.
We were very sad to see the end of our time away, but happy to get to see our kids again. since we have been back life has once again been a whirlwind of activity interspersed with several snow days. Life is good.
On the evening of January 11th after a very busy day, Greg and I dropped the kids off at Grandma and Grandpa's house for 6 days away from the craziness. We had planned a trip to Charleston, SC to spend some time with friends and to take part in the Charleston Riverfront Festival Half Marathon. We got home that night and packed since we had an early flight out the next morning. We arrived at the airport on Wednesday the 12th at 7am to find out that our flight had been delayed 2 hours. While trying to rebook our connection in Atlanta we found out that our flight out of Louisville had in fact been delayed 4 hours. Turns out Delta did not have a crew fro our flight.
We sat in the airport playing with my new iPhone and reading. The airport was cold and after a while gets very tiring. We finally made it to Atlanta just in time for our connection. We boarded the plane and then sat and sat and sat. 1 1/2 hours in fact we sat before we left the gate to head to Charleston. Our short 4 hour trip had become a 9 hour trip and will forever be etched in our minds as the day we decided not to fly Delta anymore. We arrived in Charleston, but our bag did not. Yes they lost it in Atlanta somewhere and were not sure if in fact it was even there. Of course Delta vowed we would have it that night. We did indeed get our bag at about midnight. One we arrived we got our car and headed for the condo. Once inside the quiet of the car I turned to Greg and said, " Do you hear that?" His answer as it always is was, "no!" I said, "neither do I!" It was quiet and peaceful in the car without the children. Just a taste of what was to come the next 5 days. We love our children dearly, but some peace and quiet on occasions is nice. While driving to the condo we happened upon one of our favorite restaurants from our Charleston days and stopped to eat. The Mustard Seed was just as good as I remember. We checked in and got to bed early. Thursday we slept in which is very rare for us. We got a slow start and the went to meet Chris and Laura at the airport. After picking them up we headed downtown. Laura has never been to 
Charleston and visiting has been a dream of hers. We did all the regular touristy things over the next few days. We walked on the Battery, saw Rainbow Row, the slave Market, Boone Hall Plantation and Angel Oak. We ate like Kings and Queens and had a tome of fun. We laughed hard and relaxed a lot. On Saturday in record low temperatures Greg and I braved the cold to do our half marathon. Chris and Laura were our faithful cheering team. I PR'd by 8 minutes and overall had a good race. I ended up 35th /100 in my age group and 268th/868 overall.
We were very sad to see the end of our time away, but happy to get to see our kids again. since we have been back life has once again been a whirlwind of activity interspersed with several snow days. Life is good.
