Over hill, over dale, on a ferry...

So our exchange family mentioned that the tunnel from the airport is under construction and that we'd have to take a ferry to their house, but for some reason we didn't really consider what that meant.  When we arrived at the airport after midnight and were the only people in the terminal by 1:oo a.m., it started to sink in.  Jon went to find their car at the long term parking lot, and had to search under 5 days worth of snowfall, in the dark, to find the right one.  10 points for Jon.  Sara found the only other person  in the airport (5 points to Sara) and got the bad news that there was only one more ferry before morning (we lose 50 points) and we had 35 minutes to get to it.  When Jon finally pulled up in the car, we found a note from the exchangers that suggested we follow the crowd out of the parking lot toward the direction of the ferry.  No luck there.  The note gave general directions but they didn't make it super basic, and unfortunately we were driving in the dark and couldn't read any of the street signs.  The gas stations we passed were closed, but after only one wrong turn, we made it to the ferry entrance with about 10 minutes to spare (500 points to Jon).  It was a quick passage back to land, and we got to the house at 2:30 a.m.   I wasn't expecting such a nice house, and it was totally spotless and they left us little gifts on the kitchen table: coloring book for Sam, socks for the rest of us, and a bunch of candy.  After a quick look around, we got the kids settled in the downstairs bedroom and we collapsed into bed, not realizing what a beautiful location we were in.