in the ongoing saga of what might be the worst travel karma ever (in other words, mine), when i flew to utah last week i missed my connecting flight thanks to a delay in d.c. and ended up spending the night in phoenix.
but not before i had a major emotional breakdown at the front desk of the drury inn. poor rick tried to soothe me with a pool-view room, but i am sorry to say there was nothing much that could be done.
i am back off to utah in a few hours, this time for a planned-ahead trip for doobie's wedding, and a mother's day rendezvous with the mama bear, and i am keeping my fingers crossed that things go a little more smoothly.
but, i am bringing extra snacks just in case.
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Good Luck!!
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