June 7 and 8, 2019 Friday and Saturday Days 19-20
The big day. The grandson had been told that he was flying to France with us and not his parents, but I do not think it registered. After we got to the airport and parked the car he clung to his dad, but as his dad left he seemed to accept that he was going with us and he calmed down.
Our flight was scheduled to depart at 7:20 pm. We checked the stroller because we were given bags by the daughter-in-law with clothes, food, toys and games for the grandson. A full service pop up baby store, but as a result the grandson had to walk through the airport. However he moved well, albeit slowly. There was a playground near our gate and that amused him for a while. When we boarded we discovered that one of our seats was not with the other two. No one around us was willing to change seats and the flight attendants were not willing to assist with a seat exchange. We were finally able to get two passengers in the rear to change seats so we could all be together.
The grandson was a pretty good passenger. He watched videos, listened to music, ate (the airline provided free food only to children) both the food we brought on and airline food, and watched a movie on the seat back. We watched Bambi three times. However even though his bedtime is typically 8 pm and we flew for about 6 hours, he largely did not sleep until the end of the flight.
We landed in Reykjavik shortly after 6:00 am local time to change planes. As we were descending I was struck by the absence of trees. There was no jet finger, but as we descended from the airplane onto the tarmac and then into the terminal the grandson kept going. Moving slowly, but no whinning or complaining. Our layover was less than 2 hours so we quickly purchased some food and found a playground in the airport for the grandson. Due to the grounding of the airline's Boeing MAX 737 we were put on a flight operated by EUROAir for the flight to Paris. Each airline had their own flight crews in the cabin. Again for was served on the plane to the grandson, but not to us. He kept eating and did not sleep much. More Bambi, he seemed to enjoy that movie.
As we were in the descent to Paris airport the grandson had a big sneeze, a lot of snot came out of his nose and he ate it before we could wipe it off. He then got a weird look on his face and then suffered projectile vomiting. He then seemed fine. Hard to clean up since we could not get out of out seats and landed. He asked my spouse if she was OK. We cleaned him up and changed his clothes in an airport bathroom. The incident did not seem to negatively affect him.
We landed in Paris after a 3 hour flight, By now the grandson was moving on fumes. By the time we got off the plane, walked through the terminal and picked up all our luggage it took over an hour, in part because the grandson was moving at a glacial pace. Then it took us several tries to get a car seat for the grandson that fit him and that we could secure into the car. So it took us a few hours to get out of the airport and then 3 hours to drive to our daughter's farmhouse outside Amboise. As usual in France the tolls on the interstate are very high. The grandson promptly went to sleep in the car the minute we started driving.
We arrived in the early evening and the grandson was swept up by the three granddaughters. He quickly integrated himself and engaged well with the group. We took a small walk and the grandson saw the cows and picked a flower for his mom. We were provided with a very nice dinner and quickly went to sleep in the bungalow for a much needed sleep.
The big day. The grandson had been told that he was flying to France with us and not his parents, but I do not think it registered. After we got to the airport and parked the car he clung to his dad, but as his dad left he seemed to accept that he was going with us and he calmed down.
Our flight was scheduled to depart at 7:20 pm. We checked the stroller because we were given bags by the daughter-in-law with clothes, food, toys and games for the grandson. A full service pop up baby store, but as a result the grandson had to walk through the airport. However he moved well, albeit slowly. There was a playground near our gate and that amused him for a while. When we boarded we discovered that one of our seats was not with the other two. No one around us was willing to change seats and the flight attendants were not willing to assist with a seat exchange. We were finally able to get two passengers in the rear to change seats so we could all be together.
The grandson was a pretty good passenger. He watched videos, listened to music, ate (the airline provided free food only to children) both the food we brought on and airline food, and watched a movie on the seat back. We watched Bambi three times. However even though his bedtime is typically 8 pm and we flew for about 6 hours, he largely did not sleep until the end of the flight.
We landed in Reykjavik shortly after 6:00 am local time to change planes. As we were descending I was struck by the absence of trees. There was no jet finger, but as we descended from the airplane onto the tarmac and then into the terminal the grandson kept going. Moving slowly, but no whinning or complaining. Our layover was less than 2 hours so we quickly purchased some food and found a playground in the airport for the grandson. Due to the grounding of the airline's Boeing MAX 737 we were put on a flight operated by EUROAir for the flight to Paris. Each airline had their own flight crews in the cabin. Again for was served on the plane to the grandson, but not to us. He kept eating and did not sleep much. More Bambi, he seemed to enjoy that movie.
As we were in the descent to Paris airport the grandson had a big sneeze, a lot of snot came out of his nose and he ate it before we could wipe it off. He then got a weird look on his face and then suffered projectile vomiting. He then seemed fine. Hard to clean up since we could not get out of out seats and landed. He asked my spouse if she was OK. We cleaned him up and changed his clothes in an airport bathroom. The incident did not seem to negatively affect him.
We landed in Paris after a 3 hour flight, By now the grandson was moving on fumes. By the time we got off the plane, walked through the terminal and picked up all our luggage it took over an hour, in part because the grandson was moving at a glacial pace. Then it took us several tries to get a car seat for the grandson that fit him and that we could secure into the car. So it took us a few hours to get out of the airport and then 3 hours to drive to our daughter's farmhouse outside Amboise. As usual in France the tolls on the interstate are very high. The grandson promptly went to sleep in the car the minute we started driving.
We arrived in the early evening and the grandson was swept up by the three granddaughters. He quickly integrated himself and engaged well with the group. We took a small walk and the grandson saw the cows and picked a flower for his mom. We were provided with a very nice dinner and quickly went to sleep in the bungalow for a much needed sleep.
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