Traveling, and I mean traveling a lot, is a normal part of my life. It is just a by-product of having my family spread across the entire country. I’ve done it so much that I truly think that I could pack in my sleep. But my latest trip turned out to be a bit more problematic.
For starters, this would be my first trip traveling on my own with my almost 2-year-old daughter. She’s a veteran, but trying to predict a 2-year-old is like trying to predict the weather. For example, I could not have predicted that a mere 48 hours before our flight my daughter would wake me up with a full out stomach flu. Nor could I predict that my husband would catch the same thing. Dealing with this along with trying to pack and wrap up some loose ends at work made for quite the hectic countdown to takeoff.
So when we reached the airport and they had no record of my reservation I thought that it was just par for the course. I mean, after the week I’ve had, why would they have my reservation ready... read more >>