WE MISSED OUR FLIGHT!

The definition of a vacation: You hire house sitters, dog sitters and stop the paper. You cram twice the amount of your work into your week by working  mock speed at double time, so you can leave for a vacation, then relax and chill only to ramp up again as you head home to work double time  making  up for your week off!

Getting up extra early, you fight traffic, you park and lock, then shuttle to the terminal to stand in line at the San Francisco with hundreds of other passengers.   You’re then examined from top to bottom,  practically stripped searched as you take off your shoes, your belt, your jewelry  and your lap top and purse ex rayed.

Your license is scrutinized as it’s held up to special lights to insure authenticity! And heaven forbid if you’re carrying a bottled water or sample size mouthwash….criminal.

 It’s so much effort to travel by air anymore, but we all go through this rig amoral just so we can RELAX! 

Every time I travel, I think, how do people do this for work?  If I had to commute everyday and travel by air for my job, I think I would take up working the flea markets with a travel trailer behind me!

 I must say Americans are very tolerant people.   We come in all sizes, and shapes, colors and speak many languages and we all go through this routine and examination whether we travel for business or for pleasure.  It has become the norm, unless you’re a jet setter or “public servant” in Washington with access to the private jets.     I say, let’s just succumb to a full body scan just to stop all this craziness! 

After my husband and I went through all of the above while the clock was ticking, it looked more and more like we would not make our make the early flight I booked almost a year ago using mileage (which was another blog for another day). We were told we would have to catch the next flight, as it was too late to check our bags plus our seats had been given away. So for another $75.00 each (so glad I stressed over saving money on our mileage tickets) plus $25.00 for each bag we were now heading to Maui, only 5 hours later than planned. Are we having fun yet? 

My husband was a good sport and didn’t give me grief over the 15 minutes I was late as I walked out the door this morning.  I knew we were cutting it close but never realized that 15 minutes would become 5 hours and $150.00.

After getting my favorite Peet’s coffee, we had a leisure breakfast at Yankee Pier.  Then we strolled through the airport checking out the airport stores.  I found time to buy the birthday cards and tried on sunglasses and hats wondering who really buys this stuff?  It’s so expensive and screams “airport apparel.”

I’m off to have an outrageously expensive mediocre sandwich for lunch before we board the plane. 

That  Maui Mai Tai really calling my name now… can’t wait!