Airport Runs and other stupidity
Maus had a 1050 flight this morning on Lufthansa back to NYC. Angel, the friend who came for a visit has a flight later in the day on BA via Heathrow. Not being a totally or completely unsympathetic mother sentencing off-spring and guest to early morning train rides I had offered to drive them to Fraport. The only warning I had given was that we had to be on the road by 0630.
It was not that I thought that she needed to be at the airport that early, or I wanted to sentence Angel to extra hours of hanging out and being totally bored. Rather, I know the traffic on the Autobahns after about 0730 in the morning and I just didn’t want to be in it.
You can imagine my surprise at 0625 when I had both of them, Maus complete with carryon and Angel with both of his bags completely packed, standing in the dining room. Of course, this did not include a bit of art that Miriam had painted last summer that was apparently destined to travel with them. It wasn’t wrapped in anything because she didn’t think we had any bubble wrap.
I am not a horder, but I am a packrat. Bubble wrap was in the cupboard with the wrapping, packing and shipping supplies along with scissors and tape. Ten minutes later we had wrapped up canvas and were headed to the car me on foot, the kids via the elevator. End result was that we were on the road at 0650.
You know where I am going with this.
Everything was fine flying up the A5 until we hit the 67/5 Interchange. The signage had been updated. Darmstadt on one sign, Frankfurt on the other. No mention of Flughafen at all. Since my mind was thinking Frankfurt, I stuck with the A67. Less than one exit later I realized my mistake and bailed off toward Darmstadt (yes, you can get there from the A67 as well as the A5). However there was road construction. This particular road construction eliminated the entrance onto A5 from our direction. The end result was that I had to head to the Darmstadter Ost Bahnhof to find a safe to turn around, turn on the GPS and head back toward the A5. Getting on going north wasn’t an issue from this direction.
Of course, once we were on the A5 traffic was at a standstill. It was 0730. For the next 45 minutes we traveled a whopping whole 17 km with the traffic not clearing out till the Flughafen exit. I dropped the kids off about 0820 which was significantly later than I had planned.
Luckily there was essentially no traffic on the way home. I was able to stop at PHV and drop off library books, clear out my mailbox and be home well before 1000.
Now it is just a matter of catching up on all the posts and emails I have been avoiding all week. Packing – can’t forget the packing which can’t happen till I get a couple of loads of laundry completed.
So I think knitting is a much better idea since I don’t have to catch a train before 0430 in the morning….