Airport Adventures
So I get to O’Hare and my luggage is six pounds over weight, ahh!
So I had to scramble to remove stuff out of my floral, grandma-looking suit case. Thankfully, I had a large enough carry-on bag that I also had to check-in. After settling that matter, I could not find my passport! I asked the ticket agent, “where’s my passport?” He said, “I don’t know.” Now, my blood pressure is rising. Everyone else is checked-in and I cannot find my passport.
Thank God for concerned team members. Katie, found it for me, it was in my bag all along. After the brief panic, we went to our gate and waited for almost three hours before we boarded.
I was in awe of the plane—it was huge. Now we’re in Amsterdam!!! The adventure continues.
Juanita
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Juanita, there's nothing like that "I've lost my passport!" feeling. So glad it all worked out.
Ahhhh, Juanita! And it's only the first day!!! :) What's life without drama, right?! I'll be praying for you...can't wait to hear the rest of your daily drama...oops! I mean "adventures"!! :)Julie L.(not Lang)
Anonymous:
Are you Ms. Lucaci? Welcome to the blog!
Juanita,
There is something about the Amsterdam airport! I went to visit my friend in Amsterdam several years ago and basically couldn't get out of the airport - I went to the bathroom after my flight touched down and after I came out, the place was deserted. I went to the place to exit and it was all locked - I literally thought the rapture had happened. Fortunately after about 10 minutes of wandering, I found someone and they told me how to get out. Be careful on your way back from Kenya - stay with the group!
Oh Santy only you would have a floral wela looking suit case!! i miss you like a lot, which is good thing cause it causes me to pray like all the time for you and all the rest! Love you girl you look to cute in that pic!!
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