After my dear sister (thanks, Carolyn!) drove us to the airport we went to check our luggage. There was no wait at all. It it so odd at this point to say goodbye to luggage, since I’m so used to carryon only. I think the rule about trekking poles is dumb, and I am betting we could have gotten through with them, but were we willing to take that chance? No way!

We got through security in what felt like seconds, so that, too was a breeze. There is barely anyone here!

Then it was time for the Polaris Lounge. (Yes. We are doing the Polaris lay-flat seats on the plane, which means we get in to the Polaris Lounge. We are spoiled. I’m okay with that.) We headed to the dining room and had a lovely, small meal. It was just delightful. And quiet. Very, very quiet.

Now we are sitting in the lounge, having coffee and dessert. Oh what a rough life. You might weep a bit for us.

Or not.

Next up … Frankfurt. We have close to a 7 hour layover before we have a 2 hour flight to Glasgow.

I’m still not quite realizing this is happening!