It is true that not all travel days are created equally- but very few bad ones are because of my own doing. Today was my own fault- and I feel I deserve a Bloody Mary.
This is not one of those travel nightmares that includes bad Uber drivers, traffic delays, or annoying families, children or the elderly. This is more along the lines of Home Alone – I overslept in a major way….
It all started with a pretty normal travel night for me: I got home from work, felt like watching some Succession on HBO, got my Big Brother fix in, and watched my taping of Chris Cuomo on CNN. Yes – this does sound like a pathetic night to some people, but for the TravelingGringo- this is my at home paradise. I laid there literally from 5:15pm to 9pm enjoying my evening- all while thinking about what I needed to pack for this trip- which is a simple trip- 3 days of choreography clothes, and one day of business attire for the Arkansas State Coaches meeting. After my news was over- I decided to roll out of bed and start to unpack my bag from my last trip- and see what was reusable and what was not- lol.. I realized I hadn’t started laundry yet – oops – so threw a quick load in on the shortest wash cycle so I could dry it before my 10pm sleep deadline. Does anyone else make sleep deadlines? Is that a real thing?
So, at 95% packed, I hop in bed, took a little Xanax (because my brain will stay up and active the entire night when I have an early morning flight). I texted a friend to tell them I would be at their house at 5:30-5:45am so they could drop me off at their airport so my car didn’t have to sit there. Knowing I am all set, I lay my head down on pillow and escape to a wonderful night of undisturbed slumber.
One little detail I missed – setting my alarm….
To make a long story very short-
5:50am- Call received from friend.
5:50am- Me wondering why someone would be calling so early.. then quickly realizing what is supposed to happen in my life today.
5:53am- pack remaining clothes from dryer – call Uber for friend to meet me at airport to take car.
5:57am- In car enroute to airport- not sure how I did that all in 7 min- I am very curious to see what I actually packed.
6:15am- Arrive at airport (record house to airport driving time)
6:28am- friend arrives at airport – I check my bag on Delta with one minute to spare.
6:45am- sitting in my first class seat with a Bloody Mary – acting as if this is a normal Thursday (although wondering what I look like because I just realized I never even looked in a mirror once..)
Even the roughest mornings can make for a good story–
And – I sound like Trump saying this “I didn’t want to bring it up.. but okay .. I will..” as I boarded the plane, I used the priority line while there were literally only 5 people standing in the regular line, but still wanted to use my travel perk.. I did feel kind of bad because I could have easily waited behind them — but then I remembered who I am…. #Boujee .. lol
Next, I arrive on the plane and a man is sitting in my window – already breaking one of the cardinal rules of being a passenger – having his window up before the sun is.. but I decided to just nicely sit in the aisle seat- and keep to myself – and let every single person who walks by hit me with their bags- and never said a word ..
Some days deserve bloody Mary’s in the morning….
I swear that Hot Spots to Travel is coming soon!