Hooray for jet lag

I arrived in Europe on Tuesday, at 6:15 am local time, after a very long, uneventful flight (which is better than an eventful flight). A tip to anyone traveling from Newark: don't hire the baggage guys to help you with your luggage. Although a baggage cart costs just about a much and is much harder to find, the search would be worth it. (Newark charges for its baggage carts, which is unusual I think). Anyway, the guy helping me with my luggage got in a fight with another passenger, then kept wandering off while I was in line waiting for my baggage tags. I don't get the new airport system, either, where they have 2 people doing baggage tags for 5 lines, and then make you take your bags to the scanner rather than putting them on the belt themselves.

It's the middle of the night here, which I am seeing thanks to jet lag! I was hoping to avoid it for the most part, because I only slept for an hour on the plane, but my body still thinks it's 10 pm, not 4 am.

Yesterday was the twin's first birthday, which was fun. Dave is away in England on business, so Eowyn had a family friend and her young daughter over for cake, and they are having a bigger party on Sunday, more as a thank you for everyone who has helped out over the past year rather than for the babies, who won't remember anything and probably don't care. They had cake yesterday for the first time. Max loved it, because he loves everything, and Kate was unimpressed, but is a much pickier eater than her brother. They got some clothing from me and some toys from Eowyn's friend.

Well, I have a battery warning on my computer which means digging out the adapter later today, but for now, I am signing off before my computer powers down.