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Important public service announcement. If you are traveling make sure you check all forms of communication. If there is an important change on your itinerary from the airlines, they will contact you to tell you.

As we got ready and packed for our impending journey home we got a text from Kiwi.com who we booked our return trip with that our flight had been cancelled by Norwegian airlines.

So Kiwi rebooked us through Iceland.

After securing all the needed details we spent Saturday our last day in Madrid walking though this very awesome city.

The streets were alive with locals and tourist alike. Shops welcomed people in with shinny new merchandise that was there to entice young and old alike. As I always do, I went to The Corte Inglez (local Department Store) and bought a couple of things.

We then grabbed lunch in an outdoor cafe. Suddenly while we enjoyed a Parrillada someone set up a piano, there was a violinist and two young people began to perform and impromptu Opera for us.

It was so delightful to hear the familiar area from Carmen, then The Barber of Seville. The afternoon sun provided us with warmth against the soft breeze and the music provided us with warmth for our heart.

After enjoying our meal and the magnificent entertainment we walked over to the famous Chocolateria San Gines for our decadent dessert treat.

This place has been around for over 124 years. The hot chocolate was as thick as I remembered. Of course it was served with their famous churros. This place has been serving this sinfully delicious treat to Kings, Queens, the world’s elite and chocoholics with out missing a beat.

We soon realized that our time in Madrid was eclipsing and we walked back to our hotel. We had a goodbye drink and headed to the airport. We had 18 hours in Paris before Iceland

Our flight to Paris was fine with the exception of a light cough I had developed. My inhaler was not working so prior to boarding Dan went to the airport Farmacia and got me cough drops.

As we flew to France, Dan happily slept and I watched TV and popped one couch chewable after another.

We arrived at our hotel after midnight. No thanks to our taxi driver. Apparently this was his first night on the job and he did not know where our hotel was and how to get there. I called the hotel to get them to speak to him and tell him but he refused to use the phone.

Thankfully Dan navigated and we made it to our hotel. upon arriving in our room, I had a headache and took to Advil PMs, my melatonin and went to bed.

I slept like a rock… it was so hard to wake up, Dan forced me to get up and head to breakfast.

During breakfast I was so tired, I could not keep my eyes open. Soon any plans of making it to Paris for a few hours did not seem as attractive as getting back in bed.

I requested a late check out and we were told we could stay with out charge in our room until 3:00 pm.

I went back to the room and slept until 2:00 pm. I was trying to figure out why O was so tired. Soon we figure out that the cough chewable I pooped one after the other on the flight are meant to be taken one every 3-4 hours. Taking 5 along with the other stuff really knocked me out.

Note to self: listen to your husband instruction. If not read the directions.

Last night we arrived in Iceland and got to the bed and breakfast we had been booked by Kiwi.com

We soon realized that perhaps everyone on that Boston flight was also staying here.

Our place is apparently a former military base. The building we are staying must have been barracks.

The accommodations are basic and clean. There is a restaurant down the road and we walked there for dinner. We are not in a town and the nearest town is 20 minutes away by cab. We have been told that it is going to cost the equivalent of $100 to get there.

I guess seeing more of Iceland will be reserved for another trip.

Today we hung out, relaxed and got ready to head home.

We are so grateful for our friends who have helped take care of our babies. Crystal has confirmed that Yogi is a drama king. Bella is never satisfied when it comes to food and that Simba is just plain cute.

As we arrive home, summer will be upon us and we have a busy calendar already.

I am exited about the adventure at home with friends and family.

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By nyredrose

City girl uprooted by love to the suburbs of Hartford, Connecticut, from New York City. I still get my fill of the city by going into the city for work at least once per week. Some say this makes me a road warrior. I think I am a warrior, no matter what. I am passionate about a lot of things. My faith, my husband, traveling, my family, friends, the Yankees, the Giants, and most of all, my dogs. Bella Luna, Yogi Bear, Simba Bri, are my furry babies. I am the best aunt to amazing nieces and nephews. I am a lover of books, activist, philanthropist, and, most of all, a supporter of women and their dreams. I am on the journey to healthy living via clean eating on most days and moving my body. I don't want to be a 70-year-old decrepit old woman with aches and pains. I want to be out somewhere, having an adventure, and growing to be "wellderly.". Speaking of adventures, I am going to climb Mount Kilimanjaro in the not too distant future (2020 is the projected time). Overall I am a daddy's girl forever. Losing him was the hardest thing that has ever happened to me. My dad shaped my views of the world in many ways. I hope that I can take his advice and "live life to it's fullest always." These days I find that I am an activist and will stand for those that need a voice. The world is beautiful, yet there are inequity and hate over love. I know I can't change it, but I am going to do my part.