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I tried my hardest to stay in Florida:

*On the drive to Sarasota, my neighbor and I were so deep in conversation that we completely blew by the airport.  We got turned around and managed to find the airport right there by the side of the road where "you can't miss it."

* I went check in but I only one boarding pass spit out.  A note saying my reservation on the second plan could not be found.   I had to get in line for the counter for the transfer in JFK.  It got straightened out.

*I glanced at my boarding pass and headed up to wait at gate 6.  I sat there for a while when it occurred to me that there should be a plane at the end of the gate (there was not) and that there should be more potential passengers than just me (there were not).  I checked my boarding pass again.  Gate B9, seat 6C.  The plane had just started boarding when I got to the right gate.

*The rest of the trip was uneventful.  Obviously, I was meant to get back to Vermont.

I wonder if one feels anxiety in the heavenly spirit realms because I could feel Mike's distress at my la-la-la approach to timing and planning.  Seriously, I have experienced it many times in the past. I know the feeling well.

from this
and this...

to this


and this.

Sigh.

At least it is melting, but I don't think I will have my studded snow tires taken off right away.  Although...I can see several robins hopping around in the back yard so it must be spring.

Comments

  1. Welcome back to the north country. And congrats. on your 1001st post!

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  2. Oh my goodness! Your experiences at the airport would have killed me. How awful! Lol. I still remember sitting at the gate and day dreaming through all the announcements when the person sitting next to me glanced at my boarding pass and said, "Wasn't your number called already?" If he hadn't said that, I probably would still be sitting there at the gate.

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  3. What a trip! Sorry you had to leave the warmth and return to the remnants of the northeast winter! It'll warm up soon.

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  4. OH! Florida looks so green and beautiful. Vermont just looks gray. Hope the sun follows you there and that things brighten up!

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  5. Soon you will be rejoicing in Vermont, I just know it:)

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  6. Spring is in the heart. Glad you made it!

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  7. Welcome back! I've done the gate thing many times myself though it's usually the gate was moved and I didn't pay attention to the announcements.

    Hope the snow disappears quickly!

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  8. You are so funny!
    We have snow and snowfall today. And grandkids!
    (ツ) from Cottage Country Ontario , ON, Canada!

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  9. Oh dear, what a visual shock. Glad your trip home was relatively uneventful.

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  10. You made it home in time for the mud season! But this way you will not miss anything as the signs of spring begin to arrive. And Vermont from May to November - so beautiful!

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  11. Welcome back to the beautiful north - it should be beautiful soon, anyway! You probably left Florida just in time - it will get hot, humid, muggy real soon down there.

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  12. You get some latitude in life and look what happens. Glad you made it back safe and sound.

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  13. I'm looking out at gray skies and wondering if we should have stayed longer in Arizona.

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  14. Hmmm. I think I might have stayed a bit longer in the sun of Florida.

    I had to laugh at your airport story. We should never travel together. I have done the same thing before. I think I completely lose my mind when I travel.

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  15. Both locales look pretty to me. Welcome home.

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