Time to fly home or was it?

We came home from Sevilla put the kids to bed, cleaned and packed until 11 pm. A few hours after we went to bed Lyndi woke up with a fever. I brought Lyndi to bed with me and kicked Justin to the couch. 6:30 we all woke up, ate and drove to the airport. As we were dropping off our car the gentleman helping us mentioned that many flights were cancelled due to the volcanic ash and suggested we checked on ours before returning our car. Justin ran up to check the boards and the boards said our flight was still on schedule to go. We happily returned the car and waited in line to check our bags. We quickly noticed that others were not checking their bags and their faces looked dissapointed as they left the counter. The lady confirmend our suspicions that the flight was cancelled and gave us a piece of paper with a phone number.

The girls and I settled into some chairs and Justin was off to find a phone to see what information he could retrieve from the phone #. 45 minutes later Justin returned with no news. The phone number suggested to go to the internet and the internet sight was having difficulties. We began researching our options:

Train: The train workers in France where on strike, this would not work

Rental Car: It would cost 2000 Euros (at least) to rent a car not to mention gas and 30 hours in the car

Stay Longer and hope to catch a flight out: This was our last option and after several hours of researching our other options decided this was the best answer. We called the couple who rented us the apartment and they graciously gave it to us for free, we rented another car and went back to our lovely apartment.

This was the boards showing all the cancelations
Lyndi expressing exactly how we all felt