Bergen to San Francisco, What Could Go Wrong?

It was time to go home. We would be flying to Frankfurt, Germany where we were supposed to catch a flight to San Francisco.

We'd met many travelers who had been on multiple cruises during the year. However, we were all ready to go home.

Our luggage had all been picked up during the night and stored in the buses.

We had our last breakfast together at 6:00 and were taken to the airport at 7:00. They needed to clean the ship for the next passengers.

Norway has looong tunnels through their mountains.

We arrived at the Bergen Airport at around 8:00.... and waited and waited and waited.

We even took photos of the fun bathroom sign because... well... what else was there to do?

They finally let us check in around noon.

However, when I checked in, the fellow said he could only give me my ticket to Frankfurt, but not to San Francisco.

What?

"No problem," he said. "They will give you ticket in Frankfurt to San Francisco."

Hmmmm...

OK, so we boarded our short flight to Frankfurt and it was fine.

At Frankfurt Airport, we saw this statue which we thought was an actual person at first. But no, this time it WAS Albert Einstein and not Edvard Grieg.

And yes, they did print my ticket to San Francisco in Frankfurt. Why they couldn't do it in Bergen, I have no idea.

It took 11 hours to get to San Francisco Airport from Frankfurt and guess what? My luggage (see the big K?) was there, BUT not Art's. We waited and waited and waited for it to show up before going to the Luggage Claim area. 

Oh sheesh! Not again! Art recalled that they had mismatched our ticket names on the luggage. When Art checked his iPhone to see where his luggage Apple AirTag was, we saw that it was still in Frankfurt! 

Our travel buddies had their luggage and were off to their hotel. They had opted to go to a different hotel than ours. We wanted a closer one with the included breakfast. We like hotels with included meals that are reasonably priced.

Very tired, we caught the shuttle to our nearby Best Western Hotel. It's an older hotel but quite nice.

We did not want to bother with dinner and just ate some granola bars and went to sleep. 

This is always the worst part of travel.

Sigh....