Friends and Family:
Even the best laid plans go awry...Saturday evening I check my "Australia" binder to see if I have all the travel info, did I pack the bathing suits, meds, glasses, and most importantly my needlepoint?! CHECK ...all taken care of. Willie hauls our suitcases into the car and off we go to LAX with Billy driving, to begin our Australia journey! So excited are we!
Upon arrival, Angel of a husband brings the suitcases to the United counter inside since we can't check-in curbside on this international flight. "Passports?" says the kind lady behind the counter. "Oh here they are!" I proclaim as I take them out of the special pouch labeled "passports". "Oh, Mrs Simon, your passport is no good... see the holes in the bottom of the passport? That means it's expired!" OMG OMG OMG! I had picked up the wrong passport!!! OMG OMG OMG! I am flapping my arms!!!
PRAISE THE LORD Billy had not left. I leap into action like an Angelina Jolie action character (while exclaiming OMG OMG OMG!!!) I grab the car keys and dash to the car which Bill blessedly left illegally parked at the curb (natch) and off I go back to the Palisades. The last sound I hear exiting the airport is "WE ARE GOING TO AUSTRALIA!! WE ARE GOING TO AUSTRALIA" 10 guesses who that was.
There is a Lord (definitely) as there was NO traffic on the 405 or the 10 (Proof Positive there is a Lord). I dash into the house, crashing by the dogs and kitties, grab the CURRENT and CORRECT passport, and roar back to LAX. Arriving at the United counter only 40 minutes later (a world record?) we proceed through check-in, kiss the hubby good-bye, and drag our way up to the United lounge, where Willie promptly circles in on a mother with her 2 good looking teenage daughters, as I collaspe in a chair and open the Melatonin. Stay Tuned...
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