From Jetlag to Joy

Two flights later into another day, a 5 hour layover at Heathrow, struggling to stay awake long enough not to miss our final leg to Copenhagen, we sat in the lounge rehydrating and playing cards. Cribbage. I won't divulge how badly I lost. When greeted by the joyful faces at the airport in Denmark, we know immediately why we choose to so abuse our biorhythms. A warm Kohut welcome, dinner, stories and bedtime for the children, then for the grownups, and we are ready for the next adventure.