Airplanes Don't Like Us.

The accounts we have had with delayed flights, lost luggage, exchange of words with airline customer service I could write a book on it. This however, is only a small exert of our headache this past weekend.

On Friday, everything looked to be going smoothly. We left almost promptly from San Antonio with only a 10 minute or so delay to Houston Hobby. Arriving, at Hobby we looked at the monitors and were overjoyed when it read:

Departing HOU         Arriving BWI       Time: 7:00pm            Now 9:55pm

We were overjoyed that we would be arriving in Baltimore almost an hour before the scheduled time. To our dismay, as we took our seats and overheard others we were mistaken at what we were reading on the monitors, the flight was not even taking off till 9:55pm!!! I believe we actually left around 9:25pm.

So we are finally in Baltimore. All of our bags came intact and the shuttle to the hotel only took about 5 minutes to arrives. This is how we like things to happen when it is around 1:00am. After being in our hotel room for a couple minutes I hear "Those bags look identical in size." Hmmm... not a good thing to hear when in fact your bags are different sizes.

Looking at the labels closer (come on who really looks at the labels) we discovered we grabbed someone else's bag who looked identical to ours. After making numerous phone calls at getting voicemail and B riding the shuttle back to the airport he came back to report that the family whose bag we took was thankfully still waiting at the airport and overjoyed when they saw their luggage rolling its way to them. Ours however was locked up in the "closed for the night" lost and found. He could see it behind the glass, we were so close.

3 hours of sleep later, we arrive at the BWI airport once again to catch the military rotator to our little island. As Brandon is checking in I am chatting with a familiar face I see. She informs me that there are only 4 empty seats left on the plane. 4!! and tons of people standing around waiting to get on as well. However, option B would be to take the commercial flights leaving that day for a mere $1000 dollars each. Ya, we were sticking to option A. B comes back to say that they will not let us check in without all of our luggage. Seriously!! Hightailing it down to lost and found we were praying they were open.

By God's grace we were 2 of the 4 seats, with all of our luggage. There were even a couple who got split up, and only the active duty member boarded. We were so thankful that both of us made it on the rotator on Saturday.

We arrived safety back to our home and Mason was overjoyed to see us, and that is all the truly matters, but I just wanted to share this fun story with everyone.

As my dad always says, "Traveling isn't what it used to be" or something like that.