We got up early, finished packing up, had breakfast (our favorite granola) and cleaned up the apartment. The girl’s bathroom had reached the apex of stinkiness. Mike determined it was the bidet probably letting sewer stink back up into the bathroom, but in the end we may never know. One thing is for sure, big cities in Europe have stinky sewer issues, just like big cities in the U.S. It’s hard to fathom what it was like when people were just throwing their waste into the streets. Yikes.
Mike took the garbage out and luckily found the garbage this time and then the whole crew headed out to the streets for our hike back up to Roma Termini. It probably is quite the sight to see this American family, pushing their suitcases along in the morning rush of people headed to work. It was a bit uphill, and a bit bumpy along the old cobblestone streets, but we made it to the train station in the mad rush of humanity. People everywhere, people going to work, vacation, the airport. It was a bit crowded getting on the train, but we made it on the train to the airport on platform 24. It took about 30 minutes to get there, and it was overall a smooth ride since there are no stops between the Roma Termini station and the airport.
Once at the airport, we checked into our flight (checked all our bags since we could do two bags with our tickets), got through passport control, security, and then more passport control. Once we reached the international terminal, it was like being in the nicest mall on earth. Wow, Rome’s airport interior is stunning and full of high-end shops. I guess if money is no object, Italy is your place. We were able to use the ITA lounge, so we had a bit of breakfast, and then a bit o’ lunch. The best part of being in the lounge, is that we got to talk to Peter. He had a good week, which always makes us a little happier. It’s stressful having a kid on a mission, certainly more stressful than I thought it would be for us as parents. We are thrilled he likes and gets along well with his companion. They are doing a lot of finding and teaching a lot of people. The tricky part is getting them to come to church and be committed. He really likes speaking Cebuano as well, which he finds to be much easier than speaking Waray. Once we finished talking with Peter, it was time to board our flight. We got to go in the special people line. The stewardess at the gate looked at me and all our kids and was like, “You are all flying Delta One?” She then looked at our passports and looked at me and said, “You are a lucky man.” No doubt about it.
The girls were pretty excited about the whole adventure being in first class, this being their first-time up front in the pods. Madeline was just happy to have her own seat/bed and TV to watch. Abby said she felt like a movie star. Mike was just happy to be able to stretch out his feet and not be scrunched up in a seat for 10 hours. We had a lovely meal, then everyone laid down for a spell, woke up to warm cookies, ate a fabulous breakfast, and before we knew it we were landing in New York City. Our next flight wasn’t as grand, but we eventually made it back home to Denver and our comfy beds back in Colorado Springs! What an adventure!