A Series of Unfortunate Events....

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Tired at the airport (my eyes were rejecting my contacts due to lack of sleep =) ).
Was almost what this trip was, but the kind of unfortunate that has everyone laughing hysterically afterwards. 

So, I'm gonna tell you a story.

It begins with 5 female college students, all, but one, leaders in a student organization called AIESEC (ask me if you want to know more, but for the sake of the story, I'm not gonna go into my spiel. =) ).  Twice yearly there is a meeting known as LTM(Leadership Team Meeting) in New York City, where all the AIESEC leaders across the country meet to discuss the direction of the organization; we decided we should be there.  And, so,  we immediately purchased tickets.  The tickets from San Antonio were about $100 cheaper than from Austin, so, with family we could stay with the night before, we decided to just leave and return from there.
Snowflake! Snow is always fun for us Texas girls.
 

Mistake #1:  I'm kind of OCD about directions and getting to places on time, so when my friend offered to drive, I said I would be more than happy to do the driving myself.  Besides all that, her vehicle for 5 people was a Honda Fit, whereas I had a pick-up truck that would seat us much more comfortably.  Still, she insisted that she drive and I reluctantly gave in. 

Flash forward to the following morning- our flight leaves at 5:50am.  It's 5:00am, and our driver, is lost.  Being the smart, prepared girl our driver was(which she usually was), she didn't look up the directions to the San Antonio airport.   So at now 5:15am, we found ourselves at the government entrance to the airport, at the very back of the property.  It was wonderful, really.  Being a morning person and all, I was an extremely happy camper at that point.  At our very stern suggestions, she finally called her grandparents to get the right directions, and 5 minutes later we were parking in the long-term parking, frantically putting on our carry-ons, and running to the terminal.  Thanks to my OCD-ness, I made sure everyone took only carry-ons and checked-in online prior to arrival so that we could just go straight to security.  With minutes to spare, we arrived at our gate.  Crisis averted (or so we thought.).
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