A Different T Minus 3 Weeks

Three weeks from now (assuming I survive Tough Mudder and am not confined to a hospital bed or wheel chair) I'll be at the airport in Brussels (hopefully without food poisoning this time!!) waiting for Mom, Dad, Sister, Brother and Friend.  I'll be taking them on a whirl-wind 4-country adventure (in a rented van because I don't have a 6-passenger vehicle.  Rentals here are standard transmission which means I need to survive TM with both legs working!).  Sister, Brother and Friend only have a week here so I'm trying to fit in as much as possible without simply driving by all the highlights and letting them take pictures out the window.

I'm sure Mom is a nervous wreck worrying about it all despite my telling her not to worry (those who know Mom know there's no point telling her not to worry).  Sister is a nervous wreck because she hates flying and is terrified something will happen to all of them and there will be no one left to take care of her dogs.  Brother tends to get sick when flying so hopefully he'll be feeling fine upon arrival.  I think Dad and Friend will be okay.  Mom will worry enough for everyone; just in case :)

I've stocked up on toilet paper, borrowed beds, and booked hotels.  I know I need green tea for Dad and Coke Zero for Mom and coffee for the boys.  I'm not sure if my teeny-tiny little fridge can handle the needs of 6 people but we will see. 

I'm excited, though!!  Can't wait !