We’re Alive!

Hello All.

I’m well aware of the fact that I’ve completely dropped off the face of the earth the past few days. My only excuse is that we were in Paris and had no access to Wifi. I assure you that we’ve been having lots of fun, only encountered one rude french person (but she was rude enough for the whole country), drank a lot of wine and are now in Iceland, halfway back home.

So far, we’ve managed to travel without much mishap, except for one small incident on the plane from London. Some stupid idiot on our flight decided that he liked Kristian’s tray in the upright position better than open the way it was… so he very “kindly” folded it back up, neglecting to notice the cup of piping hot tea sitting on it… which all spilled onto my naked toes. So, my feet, in addition to being very sore from all of the walking that we did this past week, are also slightly crispier than when we left.

I’m pleased to report, however, that I was so shocked that someone would close someone else’s drink tray, spill tea all over them, burn their toes and then walk away without so much as an apology that I neglected to punch the bastard in the face… thus avoiding an international incident. So far, today, I have not been tackled by any air marshals. As long as nobody tries to burn me on the flight to Boston, I should be able to continue my streak.

The guy was probably drunk, which is the simplest answer. If he wasn’t, he’d have to be a cold bastard. If he was, well then he probably spent quite a bit of money on Iceland Air’s overpriced booze. Which makes me feel less like tracking him down and pouring tea on his toes.

Anyways, they’re boarding our plane, which means that we have to get out our passports and our “how to contact our family in case our plane goes down and we are eaten by polar bears” cards. It also means that I have to put my laptop away. At some point I will post a recap of our trip, including a hilarious picture of Kristian making a scene on the London Underground. Laters.