Part 3: Speed Bumps

At the culmination of the first leg of flight we managed to leave behind our bag of traveling snacks, our water bottles, and a pair of glasses. Due to nonaffiliated airlines (read: the obscurity of our destination), we had to collect our baggage, exit the international terminal, and re-check in all over again. So fun. During this process we discovered that one of our suitcases had never left the States. Luckily I had packed with this possibility in mind, but we lost a lot of time sorting things out.

Considering it was 3am our time, the girls did a great job navigating around the airport with all their luggage. As we continued all the way to the end of a very long corridor, other travelers dropped off and we were surrounded by only the passengers that would share our plane. It felt like we were approaching a little piece of Georgia right there on the fringes of the Amsterdam airport.

The Georgian Airlines plane was undoubtedly retired from some other company. It had a faded and stale-smelling interior, but brightly-colored headrest flaps and a friendly crew. The single-aisle 6-seat wide interior was only about a third full, which allowed us room to spread out. So we did. In fact thanks to a grumpy tired baby, we pretty much never stopped moving for the entire 4.5 hour flight.

First glimpse of mountainous Georgia.