Summer Travel

Forget snakes on a plane. Taking your baby flying for the first time is much more terrifying.

Not really, of course. But we were a tad nervous about how Rory would do during a week of travel. Originally, we planned to visit family in Ohio during the July 4 holiday weekend. We took off work the entire week, thinking we could enjoy some staycation. But then my grandfather’s interment date was moved, which meant flying to Minnesota, coming home for one day, then making the eight-hour drive to Ohio.

The return flight.
The return flight selfie.

All right then. Luckily, it turned out pretty well. Our Friday evening flight departed right around Rory’s bedtime. She was understandably curious about the new surroundings as we tried to put her “down” with a bottle in our laps. But she conked out right after takeoff.

Saturday, we said farewell to my grandfather, whose actual funeral had take place in San Diego in April. But it was nice for me to see where he and my grandmother are buried. Leo then got a chance to meet a bunch of relatives on my dad’s side of the family.

Sunday we spent the day in St. Paul and Minneapolis, adding a capital to our tour. We also said hello to friends of ours, who took us to lunch and a brewery. We capped off the day with a stop at the Mall of America.

Lunch stop.
Lunch stop.

Home on Monday, staycation Tuesday. Then, it was in the car for the long drive to Ohio. Again, it wasn’t too bad. We only had one moment where we surprised some middle-of-nowhere residents in West Virginia by pulling off the road across from their house to feed the baby, who insisted she must eat NOW. Oh, and poor Leo got the bad end of a diaper blowout during our lunch stop. 🙂 Ah well.

Overall, not bad. Is it time to get Rory her first passport?

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