“The little things? The little moments? They aren’t little.” ~ Jon Kabat-Zinn
This was the sunrise in Washington, DC at Reagan National. To catch an 8:15 flight I got up at 4:45am, was on the Metro by 5:30, at Reagan by 6:15, and then things got weird. Long story short, both the travel agent and I got my flight time wrong. We thought it was a morning flight. Turned out to be 8:15 PM. I’ve never had that happen before. Even the agent at the desk this morning did not see that it was an evening flight until she checked it on her computer. I felt somewhat vindicated by that. I guess I was just destined to waste a day hanging out in airports. Fortunately, Delta got me on a much earlier flight and I was back in the Bluegrass by 3 PM. Thus ended a highly emotional trip. I’m sure I will eventually talk about it, but for now, I’ll just say that I am grateful for all of it, even the messed up schedule.
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