Who knew there were 7 elevens in Copenhagen. Not me.
Who knew Coke had personalized their bottles. Not me.
Homie and Heidi knew.
Here we are at O'Hare and Seb is being a news reporter
(due to the news truck parked behind him).
Get it? Talking into the microphone?
And here we were in Stockholm on the return leg.
After being awake for nearly 24 hours we thought we'd be funny and look for our luggage as it was being loaded. There was a shadow so it was hard to tell, but we couldn't see our purple suitcase.
Funny, ha, ha, because after arriving in Paris the joke was on us. No purple suitcase! Ha, only 2 out of 3. On the up note, the lost suitcase was delivered to our door this morning (three days later) with some customs stickers on it from Turkey. I'd be curious for the suitcase to tell me about its travels. I guess I'll just have to imagine. And enjoy having our stuff back. Oh, that Colectivo coffee is going to taste good.
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