We're HOME! [woo!]
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| reading. waiting. thx, airline. |
Now rewind to how we almost had to get here separately today. It was an early start after we were up mega late with Sam & Kalyn. Luckily, we had everything packed up and ready to go; this time I did NOT leave my D90 behind at their apartment. Hah. Anyway, KP was still asleep when the rest of us left, bound for the airport. We passed back by Camelback, which we didn't have the chance to conquer on this trip, but will absolutely do on our next. Sam dropped us off curbside, we bid our farewells, and headed in to start the process of checking in. We were both still half asleep.
It became obvious to me today that I don't fly often enough. If I were anything of a frequent air traveler, I would have known that when you purchase a roundtrip ticket, you are required to make your outbound flight[s], otherwise you forfeit your ticket back. Okay, so not only did I not remember that, I had no idea that pithy rule existed in the first place. News for ya: It exists. It totally exists.
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| heading home.... together!! |
As it turned out, because Joe had been forced to fly from Atlanta straight to Phoenix, instead of his original intention of flying out from St. Louis with me, his return flight home had been canceled. After weighing it over, we decided to send me on my way, and get Joe on the next available flight. Had that happened, Joe wouldn't have made it back to St. Louis via connecting flights until 9pm. Not cool.
He made it through standby onto the first leg of our return trip: Phoenix to Denver without much protest; we even sat together. It wasn't until every single passenger was buckled in and I was nearly positive I'd be making another trip back to St. Louis later that night that my jaw dropped to the tray table [in its upright and locked position, please and thank you] as they shut the cabin doors after my husband, the actual last person to board the plane. We were separated by four rows of seating at this point, but that sure beat the daylights out of separate arrival times over five hours apart. Wahoo!
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| beauty from an aerial perspective over the rockies |
Touchdown in St. Louis > shuttle back to the hotel at which I'd originally crashed for a whopping three hours last Wednesday > retrieve my car > head over to Joe's St. Louis store. It was a catapult back in time to the days when Joe toted me around to all his stores, meeting all his managers, csr's, and techs, and waiting patiently for him to handle whatever piece of business was at hand. We're back.
Once we finished up with a dip in the glass world, we made our way back home, picked up Sydni, and settled in for a relaxing night with just the three of us. Good thing, too, since he heads straight back out tomorrow to Atlanta, again.
*Sigh. We don't ever stop. :)
Hittin' the hay.....
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