It’s 6 AM and Kirsten and Bea are standing over me ready to go to the airport. I’m lying in bed thinking can I just get another hour of sleep? NO! I struggle to the bathroom, I turn on the shower, I step in, it feels great, one problem, I still have my pajamas on. As I exit the shower Kirsten catches me and says baby you are one tired puppy. Yea! We’re out of the hotel and heading to the Flughoffen (Airport). Bea comments that this is our best time ever, as I’m still brushing my teeth. We turn the car in and start pulling our luggage through the airport. I keep thinking; I hope, I get bumped, I hope I get bumped, about that time Kirsten, looks at me and says, NOT EVEN NO,
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