I was supposed to fly out of Peoria at 6 am. Which meant that I should have left home by five. A friend came to drop me to the airport and called me from the parking lot to tell me that he arrived ten minutes before five. I opened my sleepy eyes and said hello; and looked at the time and SNAP!! I was supposed to wake up and four and pack for the trip.
“Do you want to come upstairs and wait, I might take around 15 minutes.”
Phew! Rush! Brush! Pack! Change! Off to airport!
“I am so sorry. I don’t know how I over slept” (Such a lie. As if this happened first time)
“Yeah, it’s too early for me to be up”
“Looks like you are not a morning person”
“Yeah I am surely not”
Music in the car
“Crap!! I forgot my Passport”
“What? Really? It’s too late to go back to get it now”
“Never mind, I have my state ID. Just that I will have a holiday where I won’t be allowed in any clubs or bars, but that’s fine. I should have remembered before leaving home. I do this every time. Always forget something or the other. Last time it was toothbrush, so I managed but this time it’s my passport, I can’t buy a new passport from Boston. But it’s my fault. … “ (Too much whining)
“Okay okay I will drop you off and get your passport from your room. Just hope that I get back in time” “Really? I don’t want to bother you (you are so good but it will surely be great if you get it for me thanks) Thanks” Ticket Counter – Security check – Board plane “Ma’am, some one left this for you” “Thanks” (OMG finally I have it. My passport! Oh my passport)
Off to Boston. Vacation. Fun times. Wonderful!!