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We got to Denver and dashed to make our connecting flight. With a little time to spare, Jason, feeling sorry for the kids who hadn’t eaten, went and bought a banana right before boarding. Of course, they wouldn’t eat it, so here he was scarfing down a banana as we were trying to get on the plane.
They made us leave our stroller outside the plane which I was a little concerned about since there wasn’t anyone out there taking them like there usually is. This flight was less crowded so we all got to sit together.
Having compassion on my poor husband still holding his banana peel, I took it and told him I’d get rid of it for him. I walked back and asked the flight attendant if there was somewhere I could throw the banana peel. He caught me totally off guard when he looked at me and said very sarcastically, “There’s usually a trash can in the bathroom.” I looked at him with the most innocent face I could muster and said, “Really? There is?”
After safely depositing the peel, I went back to my seat and fell apart all over again. I mean, really, after the day we’d had, even the flight attendant was rude. It also didn’t help that when I told Jason, about it he said, “Well, they are really busy right before take off.”
By the time we got to Seattle we were all on speaking terms again. Leaving the plane, I asked for my handy stroller that allowed me (3 ½ months pregnant at the time) some relief from carrying everything. Would you believe they lost our stroller? We never did get it back.
Well, the rest of the trip was relatively uneventful although painful it was, as we finally got to our hotel in Vancouver at 4:00 a.m. our time. So the next time you set out on a trip, make sure you get to the airport two hours early.
This day felt so unreal as one thing after another kept happening. Looking back, I think it is hilarious and I wanted to write it down to remember. I have to add, though, that it is completely from my perspective. My purpose is not to be in any way derogatory of my husband. He was just as tired and frustrated as I was. None of the things he said or did were done purposefully to be mean. I just think any couple could relate and laugh with us.
Yes, I think so! I love the picture. I can totally relate to Jason’g taking up for the flight attendant and you not appreciating it. Ha! (By the way, “Ha!” is the old fashioned version of “lol” or smiley face.)
Is there any way to delete one of these messages once you have sent it? I wanted to fix my typo to Jason’s instead of Jason’g. Oh, well.
You guys really give the Griswolds a run for their money. Wow!
Yep, it just wouldn’t have been right if only one or two things went wrong… But you’ve never flown since? That’s amazing… Jason sounds like a real man’s man! I’m sure you wouldn’t want him any different. I think, perhaps I should break my blogging silence briefly and tell a few flight stories myself …
Rudeness never helps anything, but it is esp difficult to process when you are already tired and stressed. I probably would have made some comment back at him. Still learning to hold my tongue.
I can’t believe they lost your stroller, wait yes I can, they always seem to lose something! I bet that you were so tired after all of that plus being 3 1/2 months prego. Happy to hear it all ended well and I can’t blame you for not flying since 🙂 Tree?
Esther, I have alternately laughed and groaned my way through this series. What a nightmare trip! Your husband is SO literal… I loved the part about not buying dinner for you because he couldn’t decide what to get! My parents have some international travel horror stories of their own, but several years down the road, they’re still not really laughing about them! More like shuddering and hoping they never experience that again. 🙂 Merry Christmas!
Oh my sounds like more fun than anyone deserves! Traveling can be very difficult sometimes. I am glad you made it through it!
This series reminded me of my mom. Everytime she travels somewhere EVERYTHING happens to her, its unbelievable. Of course, as here, we all have a good laugh at how ridonculous it all was after the recovery period! Thanks for sharing.
what a fun story, I have enjoyed it and glad it was in pieces! love hearing the conversations between you and Jason. too funny and too typical! love it! my hubs turns 40 today!
Wow, what a nightmare of a trip! I’m always anxious about traveling, even when it’s just me and everything seems to go without a hitch. I’m surprised you didn’t start crying until you went through security that second time.. I would have started crying when we didn’t make the first standby flight! I also really feel for you with the root beer.. can’t be fun to sit in a cramped plane with root beer all over your outfit!
Holy cow, what a nightmare! I would have been a mess. I guess its good to laugh about it after! We once let the kids pack their own carryon bags when they were little and you can only imagine what they did…my son packed a toy gun and my daughter packed craft scissors. The person was not amused as he was searching through our stuff and we had no idea what he was looking for. So embarrassing. We laugh about it now, but we had a major talk about what you DON’T pack!