Excitement. All packed. Lists checked. Rechecked. Passport? Yes. Stuff? Yes. Do I really need 5 hats? Yes. Have a quick dinner. Pack the car. Buckle up. We are on our way. Arrive at airport. No queues. Man, it is our night tonight. Everything is going swimmingly.
Air check in Chickie (ACC): Good Evening
Us: HI! (Excitement way to evident)
ACC: Where are we flying tonight?
Us: New York?
ACC: Are you sure?
Us: (slightly nervous response) ahh, yes.
ACC: Are you flying with us?
Us (larger nervous response) Um YES
ACC: Could I see your itinerary? (Looks through details) hmmm I see...... you are 12 hours early for your flight...... you are flying at 12pm tomorrow.... in the day..... not midnight.
After laughing hysterically for a good 5-10 minutes, and the Air Check In Chickie assuring us that this kind of thing happens all the time (thanks but yeah right) I have possibly just experienced the biggest anti-climax in my life.
Call Danno. Through her laughing hysterically she gets a sentence out that sounds as if she will turn around and come get us. Get home. Go to sleep. Morning. Get up. Back in car. Drive to airport (again)
Attempt 2. Success. So there is a sunny end to this story. New York. Here we come.....
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