Our last day in Portugal was supposed to be a day full of touristing in Lisbon, but it didn't quite work out that way. The night before, Brandon checked our flights online and it said that one of our them had been cancelled! What?! Apparently Lufthansa's pilots had decided to go on strike that day and so the portion of our flight using Lufthansa was cancelled. Lufthansa said that they had already contacted us about the cancellation (uh, no they didn't!), but they couldn't help us with flights because it was originally booked through United yada yada yada we had to talk to United Airlines. Of course, customer service is located in the US, so we had to wait for 8 am EST to figure out how we were getting home. Since we had time to kill anyway, we went ahead with our plan to spend the day in Lisbon.
We said good-bye to my parents, (Lisbon is outside of their mission area, so they weren't able to go touristing with us there) and went straight to Castelo de Sao Jorge. Because you can never see enough castles! This castle required a bit of a hike, but it had some great views. And after two weeks of wandering around castles, the lack of railings and cliff-like walls hardly fazed us anymore!
After we finished exploring the castle, it was time to call customer service and figure out our flights home. An hour or two later, we had it settled: instead of leaving the next morning, we had to leave
now. We headed to the airport just in time to fly to Paris, drive to a hotel across the city next to a different Paris airport to spend the night so we could then take a flight to Newark, NJ the next morning and then from there we could catch our flight to Houston. Phew. Our kids were awesome with the last minute change of plans and the flight to Paris. We even saw the Eiffel Tower from the freeway! I can check Paris off my list!

After a short night's sleep, we headed to the airport again and flew in a half-empty plane to Newark. We went through passport check and customs, got our bags, checked our bags again, went through security, and then ran all the way to our gate only to be told that--even though our plane hadn't left yet--the doors had been shut and they wouldn't let us on. To customer service we went where we were told that the next flight with five available seats wasn't for six more hours! So we were put on stand-by for any flights available before then. The girls ended up flying home after about two hours, and on a flight about one hour earlier than the boys. But we eventually all met up at the airport in Houston, and finally headed home. Not the best way to end our trip, but definitely memorable.
And, I'm sure, good practice for things to come.