Day One

"We don't have dreamliners here in Lufthansa". Have you ever sat on a plane that was aready delayed but was still waiting for some late comers? That's how we started our journey. But this time we were late ones, and surprisingly it wasn't even our fault. It was snowing in Munich. So bad, than our plane could not take off and come to Warsaw to pick us up. From the check-in they sent us to Lufthansa customer service hoping they'd find us another connection. What happened? Is it dreamliner? - we made a joke. We don't have dreamliners here in Lufthansa. It's snowing in Munich - said the lady from Lufthansa (if we had known then what we found out later we couldnhave asked: Is it 1 or 3 inches that you make such a big deal about it?). Anyway, the lady said we could stay in Poland one more day or spend a nit in Munich at carrier's cost if we don't catch our flight.

1939. Terrified by a thought of spending another nit at home, most probably unpacking and repacking our too many suitcases God knows which time, and encouraged by the possibility of seeing Munich we chose night at our German neibours. Thankfully, Lufthansa did great. Just like in 1939*. Just after we got off the plane there was a car waiting for us with a philosophein a driver's seat wi whom we had a little chat on the nature of time (does it depend only on our perception, or is it external, both in mikro - our plane - and makro - life perspective). Thus we made it to passport control and from there, through hallways marked 'authorised personnel only" and elevators operated with key we got on our plane.

So next time yiu seat on the plane waiting for some latecomers, instead of wishing all the worst to  laggard over coffee or duty free shopping or wretch locked in toilet, imagine us. Or fly with LOT and get a business class ticket, than you can wait drinking champaigne - as the loss of our national carrier is covered by our tax money, at least have a nice time**.

There's not much to write about our flight to Chicago, except for the fact, that Lufthansa mixed up something with our seats, fortunately some nice India citizens moved somewhere else so we could seat all together (and Kalina slept in a cot in front of us). Thank you to India for your nice gesture and Lufthansa please see footnote**.

*This blog is not entirely politically correct. For the lack of corectness the authors do not apologize and are not going to bear any responsibility. Even though that writing all the above they had funand did not whisper (as long aswhatever they were writing was funny and the kids were already asleep).

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