We are headed back to Germany after a brief reprieve (as George does his mandatory tour around Germany which we are not invited to). And everything is packed, the suitcases are weighed, and even my wallet is bursting with the different sections for each countries' credit cards, money and "discount" cards. (Note to self - the Kroger card is worth taking so you do not have to ask people as you stand in line to borrow theirs when you should be making sure you have everything in your cart or at least enough for the day because you do not have to go shopping every other day in the US.)
And the travel is the straight forward part: its the adjustment for the jet lag and language and a very tired irrational toddler that can make the process take a week. On the plane, I will try to resist explaining that "Yes, he is a good traveler on the plane where full attention, constant TV access and an endless supply of snacks is available (those of you who travel for over 24 hours I feel for). It is when we get off and have to magically be 6-7 hours different culminating in both Mom and child tears that it gets messy."
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