Finding the Fun #2

Finding the Fun #2

by, Diana B. Thompson

We missed the flight.  It was all my fault, I admit it.  I could not blame it on the long line through security, traffic, or problems during check in.  Fact is, I had the wrong time in my calendar.  Oh, and the wrong date, too. You see, the original schedule meant leaving the following day. When plans changed, my calendar didn’t.   Then, I got the phone call informing me of my mistake.  I grabbed my daughter and rushed to the airport.  Gushing with apologies, the ticket agent was sympathetic and offered a sweeping list of standby options. We would miss a whole day of vacation because I got days mixed up. I turned to my young travel companion and flinched, prepared to take my punishment.  Instead, she looked up and said, ‘Mom, our vacation just started.  We have a day in the airport, so let’s make the best of it.’  And, to my surprise, it was fun. Did you know the airport is an amusement park? It offers free train rides and endless escalators.  The airport is an art gallery, with public displays in unexpected places. The open floor space is perfect for a spread of playing cards, and people watching.

Eight hours later, we were on our way.  Thanks to a CinderSilly state of mind, we started vacation right on time.




*Photo credit:  "Stuck in the airport, might as well jump" ~

By Cassondra Louise☆