Travel is confusing
Just because my life isn’t all-over-the-place enough for the next few months, another kink has arisen. You know how we’re going to San Francisco/Napa in October for that wedding? Well, we were planning to come back on the 10th, but there’s this conference in Dallas my bosses want me to go to. It technically starts the 8th. There’s no way I’m cutting my Napa trip short enough to make it to the whole thing, but I’m considering cutting it one day short and flying straight to Dallas on the 9th.
This all involves some trickery dealing with airlines; I’m flying to SF free on frequent flyer miles, which of course are handled completely separately from traditionally-purchased tickets, which Denny is flying on. I don’t know yet if there are stiff fees for cancelling the second half of my trip (since I need to take a different airline from SF to Dallas). I also don’t know whether I’d be credited any of the bazillion frequent flyer miles I spent on this trip, or whether we’d be able to change Denny’s ticket too. He could always stay in SF a day longer than I do, I guess, but he prefers not to do that.
This is all very confusing.
Speaking of airline hassles, today I suddenly remembered that thing you said about how puppies are really cute and fun to play with, and then I laughed really hard. – Katy
[Author’s note: italicized portions are substituting for something that is much too embarrassing for my diverse readership to handle! But I’m glad you have that happy memory, Katy. -AC]
Oops! Sorry.
I mean, puppies are really cute. That’s what I was saying all along. And not the other thing.