Okay, so our vacation got off to a bit of a rocky start.
About an hour into our three hour drive to my dad’s house in Charlotte, I was looking at our itinerary and discovered something that made my stomach sink and gave me heart palpitations.
We are not flying out of Charlotte.
We are flying out of Raleigh.
The DreadBrewer just stared at me agape when I told him I had royally screwed up and we had to turn around. I mean, I’m still slack jawed at the fact that we have had these tickets for months and I never realized we left from RDU, not Charlotte.
Thank God for my dad and DB. Neither of them yelled. Neither made disparaging comments. DB just turned the car around and headed home, while my dad just packed up his stuff to drive to our house and pick up the Littlest Brewster.
Hopefully this is not a portent of things to come and the rest of our vacation goes off without a hitch. One epic snafu is enough for me, thank you very much.