Oh, the things I’ve seen — and done.
Started with “missing” the flight out of Denver. Only not really. Oh, the things I’ll have to say about Norwegian airlines.
An obscene amount of money and five hours later, circa midnight on Tuesday, we got the flights we could get. Note I’d never have come via Madrid otherwise, much less with a tight connection. But I had to.
So we arrived here without luggage. Because we’d paired our carry on till we had not even a change of clothes, we had to wash our travel clothes overnight. Our bags remain MIA. Which is a problem, since it includes not only Dan’s and my clothing to attend the weeding (Thank G-d the Bride and Groom have dress and suit) but also the converter to plug this laptop in, so I’m writing this on the dregs of battery.
We’re about to go out and try to find “clothing that looks like we should be at a wedding.” Since my size was always outsized here, even when I was a seven, I’m going to end up dressed in the equivalent of “old fat lady” clothes. For which we have to shop and burn half the day that Robert’s inlaws have free to see something of the country.
Calls to the lost luggage center get them to tell us they’re “endeavoring.”
ARGGGGGH. There will be more about this when I have more battery. And there will probably be a private sale (as in I collect them and sell them through here before/instead of putting on Amazon) of a book of essays which I’ll start rounding up as soon as I have a converter (we should try to buy one this morning.) Because we’re over 10k down for new tickets before we start getting replacements for things, I don’t expect royalties for about a year, and the delivery payment is spoken for for younger kid’s tuition. And PJ is no longer relevant as a source of income. Once I get indie out, we’ll be fine, but this is the worst possible year for financial hits, and the hits keep coming.
Pray/send good thoughts that the trip got the worst out ahead of time and it’s smooth from now on, because I’ve had just about enough.