The last few days have been quite infuriating.
While trying to change a flight, I was informed that one of my flights home was cancelled. Yes, Cancelled. They had not even told me yet. I then spent the next 4 days talking to every one of my airline companies and the travel agency trying to make an alternative itinerary.
I did finally get a new flight home. However it leaves me spending the night in Chicago, which, needless to say, is a preposterous idea since, for less than the amount to rent a hotel room, I can hop on an Amtrak home.
Only 4 weeks left until departure now. I had my first dream about the trip: I’m getting anxious. The reality has finally set in. Do you know what I mean? You can plan and plan for something but never realize it’s actually happening until you’re right in the middle of it.
~LA
Tasting Wanderlust 