Oliver's første ferie i Danmark.2009 / Oliver's first vacation in Denmark.2009

Ja, saa ankom vi Danmark efter en lang, men ellers ok tur. Var lidt nervøs for at skulle tage turen over Atlanten alene med en baby. Men det gik over al forventning. Selvfølgelig er det noget besværligt at rende rundt med bagage og en baby over armen. Men det gik ved hjælp af en masse meget flinke medpassagerer.

Troels satte Oliver og mig af i Kansas lufthavn søndag morgen og 10.30 boardede vi flyet. Jeg var heldig at faa et sæde med en fri plads ved siden af, saa der lå Oliver og sov det meste af turen. Ingen problemer da vi lettede og landede. Lille Oliver klarede trykket uden at kny. Vi ankom Newark, New Jersey, lufthavn og havde 4 timer inden afgang mod København. Jeg fik lidt at spise og det samme gjorde Oliver. Så var det boardingtid. Jeg havde bestilt et sæde med plads til en lift på væggen, men det var der desværre også andre, der havde gjort. Så det endte med, at Oliver og jeg blev sat sammen med 2 andre og jeg skulle så sidde med Oliver på skødet. Sikke noget rod (det fik jeg vist også fortalt flypersonalet...i nok lidt for store vendinger. Men de var nu så hjælpsomme derefter....). Jeg sad ved siden af den flinkeste mand fra Portland, Maine. Jeg mener, han hed Charlie. En ældre herre, som var meget glad for små babyer. Han var selv bedstefar. Oliver gav ham et stort smil lige fra starten, så venskabet var allerede begyndt, inden vi lettede. Charlie, som vi lige kalder ham, var en kæmpe hjælp. Han passede Oliver, når jeg skulle spise og så indimellem, når han syntes, at jeg trængte til aflastning. Oliver havde et par småepisoder med lidt gråd, men intet af større bekymring. Det meste af tiden legede han med Charlie, spiste og sov. Han opførte sig som den engel, han jo er.

De første par dage her i Danmark er gået fint. Har ikke rigtig udrettet så meget, da jeg synes, jet lagget har været lidt hård ved mig denne gang. Oliver sov hele natten den første nat. Jeg pralede vist lidt for meget med, at han ikke led af jet lag, for den anden nat gik ikke helt så godt. Måske havde han valgt at slå jet lag op i ordbogen. Hvem ved......

Vi har været lidt ude og shoppe og så selvfølgelig været på sygehuset og besøge Oliver's Olde. De to er allerede meget, meget glade for hinanden.

After a long but fairly good trip we finally arrived Denmark. Honestly, I was a little nervous taking the trip over the Atlantic with a baby, but everything went better than expected. It is of course somewhat of a hazzle running around with luggage while carrying a baby. I could not have done as smoothly if it had not been for all the extremely helpful people I ran into.

Troels dropped Oliver and I off at the airport in KS Sunday morning and at 10.30 am we boarded the plane. I was lucky enough to have an empty seat next to me where Oliver slept most of the way to Newark. There were no problems with take off and landing. Oliver did not seem to be bothered by the pressure. We arrived Newark and had a 4 hour layover before heading to Copenhagen. Both Oliver and I had something to eat before we boarded. When buying the ticket, I had made sure to get a seat with a bassinet. Unfortunately, there was another couple with a baby who had done the same and Continental had managed to mess up the reservations. That meant, that Oliver and I had to change seats and I had to have him on my lap for the entire duration of the trip. What a mess. Next to me was a very nice gentleman from Portland, Maine. I believe, his name was Charlie. He and Oliver became friends immediately and Charlie help me during the whole trip. He took care of Oliver while I ate my food and everytime he thought I needed a break. Oliver had a lot of fun with Charlie. I felt so lucky to have such a good man next to me. I would have been so hard without his help. The flight crew was also very nice and helpful (maybe because they knew I was not happy with the bassinet situation.....). Oliver had a few episodes where he was unhappy, but only minor things. Overall, everything went so smooth. Most of the time, Oliver played with Charlie, ate and slept. Oliver truly behaved like the angel that he is.

The first days here in Denmark have been great. I have not done too much though. I have a hard time with jet lag this time. Oliver had not really heard of the word jet lag, which meant that he slept through the night the first night. I think, I bragged too much about that because the second night did not go as smoothly. Maybe Oliver decided to look up Jet lag in the dictionary. Who knows. I think he is back on track now. He slept fine last night.

The first couple of days we have been out shopping and of course visited Oliver's great grandmother at the hospital. The two of them are already really good friends. He also met most of the immediate family and some friends and of course everyone loves him and thinks that he is adorable....I can only agree :-)