Bilbao: trip home, Sat Aug 15

SAT AUG 15

I had a hard time falling asleep, which usually happens when I have to get up especially early. We were all awoken by our host getting home at 2:09am and making a lot of noise upstairs. I laid there for a while but then realized I wasn’t going to get back to sleep or maybe even shouldn’t so I got up at 2:45am. Donna was already up, the others got up not much later.

It took a little ingenuity but thankfully not a lot of time to pack up the car with six people and their luggage. We pulled out of the driveway around 4am and were at the airport before 5am. Donna and I were traveling together and connecting through Paris, natch. Mike was traveling alone and connecting through Frankfurt. Karen, Bruce, and Mallery were together and connecting through Munich. We had a nice bit of breakfast and said goodbye to each other.

Here's a pic of me and Donna at Charles de Gaulle:

I spent nearly all of the flight writing this travelogue. I took a break to watch the first twenty minutes of *The Devil Wears Prada 2* while I ate lunch (chicken and mashed potatoes). I watched the rest of it later in the flight. I saw it in the theater and enjoyed it nearly as much the second time.

Thankfully everything panned out just peachy on all our flights.