I have never been in a plane crash. It’s probably fair to
assume that you haven’t either. I begin with that statement, though, because I
have encountered what seems like every other possible travel tie-up. In fact, a
series of this-only-happens-to-you delays and missed connections is directly
responsible for this blog.
A few weeks ago I was in the Salt Lake City airport with
three colleagues. We had missed our connecting flight to Fresno because of a
defect in the floor of the cargo compartment. Does this mean suitcases would
have rained down on Kansas? I can’t say, but in the time it took to fix the
defect, our connection was sunk. My colleagues were miffed, to say the least.
They had wanted to cancel before we began. The trip came on the heels of a
monster winter storm and they were not unjustifiably concerned about our
connections. And the beginning was inauspicious. We took off from the airport only
after the ground crew was able to thaw the deicing equipment. (You know it’s
cold when…) I assured my colleagues temperatures of 25 below were no reason to
cancel.
I was right, of course. A defective floor could happen any
day of the year, obviously. My colleagues were a bit on edge. I, however, was
rather zen: this sort of thing happens to me all the time. Really. Tales of my
mishaps filled our time and my (frankly dumbfounded) colleagues declared 1)
they were never traveling with me again and 2) I really, really needed to start
a blog.
So here I am. This space is where I will share my travel
woes (misery never loved company more than on an airplane where every last
passenger has missed their connection), my travel tips, the occasional
travel-gadget-review, and a few of my favorite places. Some stories will be
old, some will be brand spanking new, but for better or worse all will be true.
Happy travels!
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