Sunday, October 28, 2007

Monday, July 23, 2007--depart from Frankfurt--Day 15

We left for the airport at 7:00 a.m. and went through the tremendously enjoyable exercise of security check. Since I had forgotten to pack the bottle of cherry liqueur I bought in Hornberg in our checked luggage, it was confiscated. The security agent just tossed it into a bin filled with bottles of wine and other banned liquids. Dang! That stuff was good, too. Oh, well.

We waited for our flight in the Admiral’s Club, which we were allowed to use because we were flying business class. Among the other passengers waiting for their flights were an elderly, rather flamboyantly dressed black gentleman who was accompanied by a woman about our age. Lisa thought he was Chuck Berry. Of course, the rest of us totally blew her off, but she was adamant, having seen him in concert at Harpur College (now Binghamton University) when she was in high school. She finally mustered the courage to go over and ask him, and she was right. He had just wrapped up a concert tour in Sweden and Norway, at age 80!!! He does not look or act 80, believe me. What a very nice man.

It turned out that Chuck and his entourage were also on our flight in business class, scattered throughout the cabin. Chuck sat toward the back, but his companion, who turned out to be his daughter Ingrid, ended up sitting next to Tony. Tony and Ingrid really hit it off since they were both from St. Louis. She is a lovely, gentle, Christian woman who performs with and looks after her father. We very much enjoyed our conversations with her. One of our flight attendants was also from St. Louis, so the three of them had a regular gabfest about growing up there. It was a great way to pass a 10-hour flight.

Back at D/FW Airport, it was wonderful to see Erika’s and Josh’s happy faces, but it was sad to say goodbye to Lisa and Bob, who had to catch their connecting flight to Jacksonville. Now comes the daunting task of organizing pictures and travel journal to construct my new blog. I hope this labor of love will bring to mind the wonderful memories of far-off places and new friends as our two-week dream vacation comes to a close.



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