Lost Passport & Missing the Flight

August 16th, 2010 in About Me, Our Travels Worldwide

I was ready to forget it- you know, this whole thing about taking a 2 and a 4 year old 3,000 miles away to the middle of nowhere in Panama.  I was ready to forget it because my husband’s new passport was nowhere to be seen…3 days before we were to leave.

The Mission: Get my husband’s passport in (now) less than 3 days and without stressing him out…he had been dreaming of this vacation for six months.


There was screaming in front of strangers, crying, overnight Fed-exing and sending flowers to a sweet woman at Draper City Hall. Which resulted in…


We were all packed with everything but our toothbrushes sitting in the front room for 2 full days. To do lists made, itemschecked off and even to the point of being overdone. Then, of course, going to bed late the night before we were to wake up at 3:30am.

Sleeping through the alarm.

Sleeping through the backup alarm.

Waking up with foggy eyes to see that it was, in fact, 5:15am.



Oh to have video of that morning: my sister throwing not even awake children on the toilet to pee, getting them dressed in the car with a mad man driving.  Myself throwing things out the front door, closing the car and smushing them in at record speed.


My husband had screeched to the side and ran into the Delta counter, leaving me with 9 bags and two toddlers at 5:45 am to bring into the airport.  Not sure how I managed to make it to that Delta counter but when I did I learned that….

We had missed our flight.

Our flight to Panama.

Because of 2 MINUTES

Yes. 2 minutes past the allowed check in time for all flights.  You have to be there at least 30 minutes before your flight.

And my husband looked ready to cry.  Who could blame him?

If we missed this connecting flight we would miss our long flight to Panama.

A very expensive flight that doesn’t run as often as others.  A flight that was followed by certain reservations and a very particular schedule.

I, on the other hand, was (as I said in the beginning), feeling A OK with just forgetting it.

Well wouldn’t you be at 5:45 am after dealing with that?


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