Adventure 2012 III

So, As I was saying in my last Blog, my dear readers, I am not allowed to post more pictures and, I wanted to post my pictures of my family, my kids with me and all my wonderful things I get to do and see in the lovely land of  Las Vegas Nevada. UGH. 

Last you read I was in the Amsterdam Schiphol Airport. I was not able to sleep so I watched a couple of movies. One I have seen over and over. It was the well written and quite funny "The Princess Bride". The other was The Incredibles. I then read a magazine with an article about Zambia. The pictures were lovely. 

I then landed in Minneapolis Airport. I had to go through Security and I was all... Annoying but OK. 

Well, I had two jars of Kahvaltalık.  Here are pictures of me helping to make Kahvaltalık I had no idea that I was not allowed to bring them on the carry on with me. I was told that I had made a huge security breach. 

 I had to go through security and do this whole big search and then, they said I could not bring it and then they had me sit in this cubicle forever, because they have never had this happen. So, I sat and waited. Well, they said that since I was nice to them (T.S.A.) that they would help me take my carry on to Delta to have them put it on the plane with my other baggage. So, I did. Well then, I had to stand in line AGAIN. They said I had to be re-searched. They did the whole damn thing over again. 

THEN.... They had me go through again and I was searched again. I was nice. I was not rude one tiny bit. In my mind I was saying... GAAAAAAA because they said to me the first time around they would make sure I would not have to go through the searching process again. Well, they had a dang shift change. Yeah. 

Well, I arrived in Las Vegas well. It was good fun. I got off the plane and found a trolley for free to push my things. Good thing for that, because what happened was there was a big storm in Poland which canceled many flights out of London and Poland and it would have effected me if I would have flown out of London and I told my parents I was flying KLM and some one said that KLM was owned by British Airways (but it is owned by Delta Airlines) and so mom thought that (as the Airline worker told her that there is no way I would be o another flight) Mom was waiting and walking around the airport... Stopped looking for me but almost gave up after she bumped into me, and I tripped and flew over my bench and my trolley and broke my little toe (the one I broke last year in a skate board accident) and broke my CUTE silver leather sandals (this is the second time they broke::: BUT There is a GREAT Cobbler around the corner: NOT the food the guy who repairs and makes shoes)

 Anyway: sad story DAY ONE::: Shoes break, same time as my toe. 

We waited a few minutes in the car then we came back in the airport for Jericho!!!

I had not seen Co-co in 3 years or so, and so this was such a treat!!! He had just gotten into the LAX that day before with a very long flight and then spent less than ten hours in LA Area. He then headed up to Las Vegas to join me and his siblings and grandma and grandpa.

I had taken some great pictures of this reunion. Sadly, Google are idiots and I have to pay to pull up my pictures in this site. Sigh. 

We then went to Boulder City which point we met with Connor and Beka. 

Now is the chance to tell you I had to agree to pay half of the plane tickets for the flights home for the two youngest kids. Mind you I am not working and I had to save my butt off. I found a flight and it cost 96 dollars for both kids to return home and I was not allowed more than a few days with them. so... I was told by a certain someone that their father was pissed because I told him I would only pay 60 dollars which was if you do the math, A LOT more than half. BUT I wanted to be fair. Well this is what went down. 

I arrived on a Friday night and my bank was closed. So I had to wait to give him money, which he was not happy about but pooh pooh on him. 

He broke away from the kids and everyone and I was standing by myself to tell me, "I want time with my kids" I said "I am not in charge of the kids time with you. The kids are adults now and they make their own decisions and they will do what they want and you can make plans with Jericho and Third Monkey because that is who wants to do the planning" 

   Night one was great. I got the kids and the next day (Third Monkey had not arrived yet. She thought she would be there the Saturday Morning but realized it was Saturday night)