It didn’t hit us until we saw the lines in the terminal. We picked the absolute worst time to move to Europe.
Ironically, we had originally considered flying at the same time as the dogs and taking the ICE train from Frankfurt. But the prospect of juggling luggage, plus scared dogs, plus exhausted humans was daunting.
If only we had known ..
You know what they say about the best laid plans Spoiler alert: This saga has a happy ending. I am writing this sitting in our apartment in Berlin, both dogs safely snoozing on the floor next to me. When we first knew we were moving to Berlin, we prioritized making a transit plan for our…