December 22nd, 2007

miracle of miracles

We got up at 8, expecting to have no problems leaving town by 10AM.

Except we didn’t leave the house till 10:10, and we still had to go to the post office, the bank and put air in a tire.

The post office? Eight people in front of me. And when I got up there, they said they couldn’t help me, and the guy rolled his eyes. Nice.

Then there were a billion people at the coffee shop, everyone was driving below the speed limit and in front of me and we still hadn’t dropped the dog off.

I drove 90 the whole way (well, as much as I could), and managed to cover 70 miles in a little under an hour.

We parked and the tram over dropped us off at 12:30. Our flight? At 1:25.

And I am actually sitting here at the gate. WTF, you say?

No one at the checkin counter and no one, NO ONE, at the security checkpoint. Just us.

Our minds are boggled right now. From curb to gate, it took us 26 minutes. I have never gotten through an airport so quickly in my life.