Off To A Stellar Start

Hi. I’m writing to you from the GLORIOUS Love Field, where I am awaiting my flight to San Antonio. I just did something really embarrassing, so of course I had to hop right on the FREE WIFI and blog about it.

I was 2 hours early for my flight – AS PER THE SOUTHWEST WEBSITE thankyouverymuch. I made it through security despite the tears that refused to stop rolling down my face (saying good-bye to my family for a week and a half was every bit as hard as I expected it to be) and walked down to my gate – Gate 14. I even stopped at the restroom on my way down.

So when they called the flight number and followed it with the words “Gate 14”, I naturally assumed we were boarding early. REALLY early, but I don’t wear a watch so I didn’t realize it was, in fact, over an hour early.

I had a nice visit with the man in line in front of me. He kept talking about Hobby, which confused me since I was almost 100% sure the name of this airport was Love. But then he mentioned living in Pearland and I realized he must have flown to Dallas from Houston and was now heading to San Antonio for some reason.

I already felt a bit conspicuous, given my bright pink Vera Bradley bag, fluorescent pink toenails and sandals – which I am wearing in 60 degree weather.

So when the man at the counter, the one who scanned my boarding pass, yelled “BRITANY” down the jetway, my cheeks started to burn a little. I turned back around, headed back UP the jetway, and endured the humiliation of hearing that question you never want an airport employee to ask: “Where are you going?”

“San Antonio”, I replied.

“This flight is going to Houston,” said he.

“Oh. I thought I read Gate 14 on the board,” I said as cheerfully as I could.

“You did. Your flight just doesn’t leave for an hour and a half.”

“Wow! Good catch!” I said as I took my boarding I ducked my head and pretended to have a REALLY IMPORTANT message on my phone.

The worst part is that I have an app that tells me when my flight is 2 hours away, then 1 hour away, then when they start boarding, etc. All that would have been really helpful except that my phone was already turned to airplane mode. Because I thought I was about to leave.

Clearly I am an experienced traveler.

I just hope my mom and sister and SIL are better at this than I am. Because if we end up in Houston instead of Honolulu, I am pretty sure it will be my fault.

4 thoughts on “Off To A Stellar Start

  1. Oh, I hope the rest of your trip is better than the first hop. Don’t let anyone step on those hot pick toe nails. I got mine stepped on by a nice buy in boots. He felt so bad but not nearly as bad as my toe felt.
    Enjoy it all…..

  2. Good you made it back. I started praying once I read this blog. Lord, help them get to Hawaii and back safely!!!!! and on the correct plane.

    Do you boys have any Christmas or programs before Christmas at school? Now I’ll make you think…sorry.

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