Still getting on track.... still getting distracted. Hoo boy.
As I said yesterday, I was planning a continuation of my spring break adventures. That's true, but now I'm going to talk about the trip back.
I've had issues getting back home after many spring breaks. I think the Universe has been trying to tell me something, but I'm not sure what.
For you see, on Saturday the gang headed over to the airport at about 11. What happened next was spending 6 or so hours there.
The reason? You may or may not have heard about it, but Alaska had some technological issues, stranding many people all over.
Tensions rose. Airport food was running low. Many worried about if they were going to be able to get home. I managed to get to San Jose, California with my sis, my mom, and our family friends. They were saying the earliest flight out of there was going to be Tuesday, if we were lucky. That led up to the impromptu roadtrip.
Two hours Saturday night. A ten hour drive on Sunday. One rental car. Six people. We went from this...
Despite the difficulty recuperating, it did make me think of a simple life lesson that I've learned from yes, fictional characters. This lesson comes from generally every after-school program type, but I'll use Full House since it's the one I watched.
Welp, I need to get a tad more reading done for tomorrow, but I shall have more to talk about tomorrow! (I have a blog, of course I talk a lot.) Have a lovely evening!
What's the worst traveling problem you've ever had?