Sunday, January 11, 2015

coordinate with relatives in Florida

Day 2. Our plan had been to meete Greg's dad in Miami, pick up rental car and get cousin Shirley at the Fort Lauderale airport, near our Baco Raton hotel.

When we arrived at  Chicago airport at 6:30 for 9:30 boarding, we had breakfast with our free coupons. We checked our plane status. It was delayed, waiting for a crew. There was another flight via Fort Lauderdale but it would arrive much later, so we would miss our car reservation deadline.

Since we were delayed, Greg arranged for his Dad to pick up the car in Miam, drive to Fort Lauderdale and pick up Shirley. Problem with that plan was that he would have to turn around and pick us up in Miami, where we had originally intended to meet.

With poor executive planning brain functioning so early in morning on 4 hours of sleep, it took Greg about 1/2 hour to realize we could transfer to the Fort Lauderdale flight and Fred could pick up Shirley, then wait for us at the airport.  (Never crossed my mind at all....) He even arranged for our checked bags to go to Fort Lauderdale instead.

That worked almost as planned. Luggage did go to Miama but it arrived on Saturday, in time to dress for wedding. Wedding was absolutely perfect. Zach and Elizabeth threw an incredible party. Will see family again today. Hope to go to Flagler museum tomorrow.

Traveling sometimes is work. Requires some patience and goodwill of others.






2 comments:

  1. We say hello from a grey Berlin. Hope you had a nice day! Dagmar and Randy

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  2. I am so glad you figured this out. thanks for following! While we had hail the other day when we talked, yesterday and today were clear and warm. Had our coffee on the patio. But now it is dark and the house is getting chilly. I have my wool tights on under my pajamas. No hat or gloves so it must be at least 55 degrees or more in the house. The fire is going. I find I have to take off the down comforter during the night, it gets so warm. By morning, though, I am as reluctant to get up as at home in Gregs's basement. Brrrr

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