We'll bust out the fun!

These words, We're stuck in Frankfurt and we'll just make the best of it!  We'll bust out the fun!!, from my Riley, the philosopher at his ripe old age of 6, and to whom I still owe a birthday post, are our motto to live by for the next five days.

We are stuck in Frankfurt, on our way back home to Canada.  We made it out of Toulouse, with all 12 suitcases checked, some of which were overweight, at no extra charge, on the 15th of April, on schedule.  (God bless the Airline, and the nice, helpful, and cute young man at the check-in counter!)  And on schedule, did I mention that??  Oh, well, it was all for naught, as it turns out.  Our first clue that things may not proceed so smoothly came when I turned on my cell phone after we landed in Frankfurt for our overnight stay, and received a garbled message from my mother.  It went something like my sister called her and work her up early in the morning to find out if we were stuck in France because of the ashes.  Ashes?, I ask myself, what was she going on about?   Yeah... She was going on about the big volcanic eruption in Iceland.  While I don't need to really recap the happenings for those of us reading this now, I do need to find some great pictures and links to stories for the future.  (If anyone has any, please share!) 

We are camping out right now at our third hotel (the first one was for our layover, near the airport), the second was for three nights, as is this third hotel near the Bahnhof.  I like being so near the train station - it has all the shopping we could need to tide us over until our flight takes off (please, God/Mother Nature/unpronounceable Volcano in Iceland, let us take off!) on Thursday.  Say a prayer, make a wish, whatever you wish, that we make it home soon.  I saw a prairie display at a natural history museum today that almost made me cry with homesickness.  I didn't think that I would say this with such fervor, but, "I am more than ready to come home, now.  Please and Thank you Very Much!!"  I feel like Dorothy, and wish that I had a pair of ruby slippers to click together! 

My fun has busted out and almost left the building.  I need more caffeine than I am getting here (but at least there is a lot of real cream for it, and a Starbucks in the Bahnhof!!), and I so need my own bed, and kitchen, and washer & dryer.  Wish us luck, people.  Wish us luck!!