We recently took a trip to Vienna. The 8 hour train ride was WAY less expensive the 2 hour flight, so we decided to take the train.
None of us had ever been on a passenger train before, so at the beginning of the trip everyone was very happy and excited.
We had our own six seat cabin, which was great, since there were six of us (Gord had to work so he stayed in Warsaw).
There was even a plug in for the computer, so the kids were happy the whole time.
Well, maybe not Michael. He started to lose it around 7:30, which is normally when he is warm and cozy in the bathtub, not hurtling down a railroad track. Krista has a great picture of him watching a movie and eating candy (which normally makes him really happy) but he is still crying and crying. I guess when you have had enough, you have had enough.
We got off the train at around 8:30 p.m. We were all really excited to be there, and the city looked beautiful even from the small part we had seen out the train window. Paula had expertly planned the rest of the trip from the train station to the apartment. One subway ride and a short walk and we would be at the apartment by 9:00 to pick up the keys. Easy peasy. However, when we tried to get on the subway which would take us straight to the apartment, we were told that the section of the subway we needed was closed for the summer. Doesn't that seem like information you might put up on your website? Just sayin'.
We were told that we would have to take three different subways (which meant three line transfers) to get to our destination. Our new instructions were not really clear, we had no idea where we were going, it was already dark out, Michael had been screaming for an hour and we had all of our luggage with us. Did I mention the tired kids and stressed out moms? This is really where things started to fall apart!
It was around this time that Lily got tired and decided she missed her dad. Frankly, I was starting to miss her dad too! However, my Lily is still willing to smile for the camera even when she is crying her eyes out.
Lily's crying made Mia and Vinny start to cry. Doesn't Paula look happy?
Finally, at about 10:30, we arrived at the subway station near the apartment. The manager came with his van and shuttled us there, and all of my kids were in bed by 11:00, a mere three hours past when they normally go to bed.
All part of the adventure, right?
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