I hate flying. It terrifies me. Not only is it the abject fear of heights, but of falling too. Then being confined in a small space with loud (should be read as kids) people. But on the 20th of this month, Chris & I are flying to Las Vegas.
I knew Jan & Chris (friends of ours) are both persistent. I just didn’t know the degree of persistence. Until the 8th of this month when that ignorance was cured.
Jan’s parents live in Las Vegas. They go out every other year for a 2 week vacation. This year they are there now. I didn’t know what was happening until Chris (not mine) & I ran to PetsMart. He started talking about Chris & I leaving for 3 business days & a weekend. How it could be managed. I never answered, I just listened. We get back home & Jan is checking something on her phone. I didn’t pay attention because she does that often. Then a “family meeting” is called on the back deck. Chris, myself, Jan & Chris. Airfare to fly out on the 20th is $140.00 after all fees. Hotel room completely paid for by comps Jan’s mother gets from their favorite casino. (She & her husband play there often, get the points for their play but never use them. She still has way more points than she can use.) We’ll drive back with them & get to take pictures in Utah of the scenery.
Next thing I know, reservations have been made to fly, hotel confirmation is in my email inbox, along with confirmation & flight information for 2 1-way tickets to Las Vegas on the 20th. We’ve also been instructed on how to pack & Chris has been instructed to leave his gun here. No point in risking it being left in an unlocked suitcase that has to be checked, just waiting to be stolen.
Damn
I gotta load the music I like on either my tablet or phone. The winner will be determined by which ever device I can find headphones for. And the winner is: the BlackBerry! At least I still had the music on the desktop manager for my phone. I will be making sure both batteries are completely charged on Tuesday before they’re packed into a carry on bag. That Joe is donating for our use, as long as it won’t be checked.
The first to go in my purse? Benadryl. Maybe Kaluaha. I can get coffee after we check in & go through security at the airport. And I will be wearing shorts, tank top & flip-flops. Just getting Chris through security will be a challenge in itself because of his brace & the pins in his knees, no need to add more trouble with my wardrobe.
I just checked on tickets to go see Garth Brooks while we’re there. I think not. Just over $500.00 for 2 tickets. Bummer. Because I so would.
Now for a serious chat with God. I remember what I thought was our deal. I want to know where my wings are!
