Our trip to Detroit was awesome! We got to see John's whole family, attend a gorgeous wedding, spend a lot of time playing with the girls, and even go to a Lions game. I'm so glad I got to meet people in the family like Matt and Ann, Uncle Al and Chris-just to name a few! It was nice to meet them before hand since I'm sure I'm going to be in a complete frenzy the day of our wedding.
So the problem started when we landed in Chicago. We had about a two hour layover so innocently enough we grabbed some McDonalds and went to a sports bar/lounge to grab a soda. I sat next to an elderly man and, like I always do, I was eavesdropping on him and his wife. I don't remember how it all started but all the sudden we were talking to them about our honeymoon cruise in the Mediterranean. They were on there way to England and then touring for 3 weeks around Europe. The woman worked for the travel section of a Denver Newspaper---she was incredible! Actually they were both incredible!!! He must have been at least 80 years old and he was telling us about the adventure they were headed off to. The inquired all about our trip and of course shared many suggestions with us.
Suddenly the woman looked at her watch and told us they had to go make their flight. The man asked what time our flight was. John said “It doesn't board til 7:50” The man looked at us peculiarly and stated that it was 8:15. OH SHIT!!!! We ran so fast across the airport—we made it! I saw the plane! We went to go check in and the lady said “Sorry. We already closed the door.” Apparently, once the door is closed the plane can be sitting on the runway for an hour but you still can’t get on. We felt soooo stupid! We couldn’t even blame it on the alcohol…After looking at each other, silently, for over a minute, we just laughed!
