When we got to the Brussels Airport the first stop was baggage claim. It was a loooong walk from the arrival gate to the claim. As Ginny was sitting there waiting for our luggage to appear, someone walked up to her and asked if we were Ginny and John Cross. It was the son of Daniel and Jacquelin, the people we were meeting. What a coincidence! Even more surprising that he remembered us in the 13 years since we had last met. Actually, he remembered Ginny, not me.

At the exit in Brussels Airport Ginny's cousin Daniel and his wife Jacquelin were waiting for us. They got quite a surprise that we were accompanied by their son. It was great seeing them again.