Look what happened now...
Shh, Don't tell anyone, but I got in really, really late last night. So let us pretend I'm still away & don't have to go into work today, okay?
My plane in Minneapolis-St. Paul (yes, it seems that is now on the way to Vegas via Texas) was EARLY and left EARLY. Cool right? Err, No.
I wanted to shop while there. :(
Behold one blurry picture taken as I ran across the airport.
I've been to this airport, mmm, maybe 5 times? It is super nice and has many good shops and I was planning on shopping while I was waiting for my connection, damn it! See, it is an excellent place to try on/buy warm clothes for European Escapes (err I mean trips) but instead I was that Crazy Lady running across the airport to catch plane...No time to shop, no time to pee.
Run Forrest, Run!!!
So just make it before they closed the airplane door! (Panting & eweee sweating; sorry, but true.)
Queue up & wait in line in breeze way. I should have known something was off.. Pilot was in cockpit & turned & waved to me from the plane window as I watched in line to board. I looked around (no one behind me WTF?!) and I waved back.
Little did I know he was planning on leaving my luggage to hang out in Minnesota.
So away we go...
Last part of the trip over! Successfully flew across United States and I arrived back in Austin, Texas!
So depart from the plane, thinking it is good to be back in my "home airport," barely resisting the urge to immediately buy a taco in the airport, before I even get my bag. So with much self control I make my way to the baggage claim.
And wait & wait...
And wait till everyone is gone, but me. #foeveralone Sadly, drag my backpack & go find airline office. Conveniently located behind a guitar, cause its Austin. (Rolls eyes.)
So friendly, smiling guy informs me plane left early (duh, I was there) *__*
and bag did not. :(
He takes my info & explains a courier will bring my luggage to me.
Sounds good so far, but wait for it...
Because I live more than 75 miles away (Really? When did that happen?) that tracking would fall off grid after the courier left the 75 mile range. #WTF?
Umm WHAT? When the fuck did I move to the Bermuda Triangle? We did have cell service, when I left home, before this adventure started I swear. What reality am I in? I'm still in America, right ?? Did something BIG happen while I was gone?? :o
But by now I am so exhausted I just say "fine", and go buy a damn taco. I'm sure my dirty clothes will appreciate the extra time in St Paul to see the sights. 💼
Have fun - I'm going back to the Bermuda Triangle, AKA Home now.
Yes, brain dead at this point. So I head off into what is now the Texas Bermuda Triangle...
A taco in each hand, luggage less.
And look we even have roads out here, lol
Just a Woman in the World. Sometimes a lonely traveler, sometimes with the Krewe. Eating, shopping and meditating my way through life...
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