The
story just keeps getting better. Have you ever wondered what happens
when the fire alarms go off in a hotel? We know. It happened twice last
night at our hotel in Denver. Luckily the alarm had instructions over
the intercom so we knew to leave our bags, put on our jackets, and head
downstairs. Apparently one of the sprinklers in the garage had gone off
so the fire department came to verify that everything was in the clear.
I
cannot believe the series of unfortunate events we have experienced
thus far on the trip, and we haven't even left the country yet. But we
made our first friends on the trip! There were 5 others in addition to
us in the same situation trying to get to Iceland and beyond. They are
super awesome. There's a young American couple that lives in Iceland and
are on their way home, a guy in his twenties just going to travel for a
bit, another college girl who will be studying in Scotland, and a girl
visiting a friend in France. Other than the whole flight debacle, things
have been pretty good. Meeting new friends has made the whole
experience as a "distressed flyer" much more enjoyable. But after all
this nonsense, I feel confident that I can handle anything Sweden throws
at me. But first things first, we have to get to Sweden.
Unfortunately, Signe and I are bad at remembering to take pictures so we have no photographic proof of our evening in Denver.
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