It's two hours until our plane starts boarding. We've been in the airport for about two hours already. The boys had pizza and I had some spaghetti. Aside from the couple of Luna bars we packed, this will be our last food before Scotland.
It all feels quite surreal. Quinn just got out of his last final three and a half hours ago. I wrapped up the last of the prep at work yesterday. Hopefully getting off the plane in Glasgow will make it real finally.
Despite me asking specifically whether Quinn had packed his sunglasses and compression socks, and him answering in the affirmative, we have already discovered that he forgot both. Sigh.
Planning to sleep as much as possible on the flight. Have to wake up to switch planes in Reykjavik, but it's a decently long leg that far.
Hoping to have lots if fun things to share in the coming days.
Scotland! We're coming for you!