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In which we discuss scenarios


This post was written last Thursday so adjust the math…or don’t.

I have come to the conclusion that I have absolutely no clue on what a “good” blog post is and what a “bad” blog post is.  There are times that I will write a post and think “damn that’s good” and I’ll publish it and NOTHING.  No comments, no Retweets, no impact, NOTHING.


There are other times that I’ll quickly write down a conversation or some musings, wonder if its even good enough to publish, and BAM.  Huge reaction.  Because of this I simply can’t judge whether topics are interesting or not.  I used to have an editor and between her and my husband, I at least had some feedback.  Now however, she’s gone and my husband is too busy at work to actually read these posts before they’re published so the only judge of the post is ME.


That makes it more difficult because a) I’m a lousy editor and b) obviously if I wrote it I agree with whatever I said and c) I’m so moody I can’t judge anything dispassionately so basically I’m just throwing shit against the wall and seeing if it sticks.


Today I published a post on independence regarding a conversation that I had recently had about kids, travel, and thinking for themselves.  You can read it here.


At any rate, I was pointing out how kids need to learn how to deal WITHOUT their parents stepping in, especially as they age and begin to travel.  You guys apparently agreed with me because I got a lot of comments about teaching independence to kids.  What’s ironic is that while I published the post today, yesterday the following situation took place.


Andie was going to Greece and she had a flight out of the Greensboro airport at 1:30.  She would travel to Newark and then catch a flight to Athens.  Once she was in Athens, she and her two friends would clear customs, collect their baggage from Continental and proceed to Aegean Airlines for a puddle jumper to wherever the hell the city they were going to was.  Honestly, I don’t even know the name of it.  It’s GREEK to me. HAHAHA.  Get it? It’s Greek to me.


Sorry about that.  So we arrive at the airport, walk in to check her in and the Continental agent promptly tells us that there is “a hold on the flight to Newark for 2 hours.”


Me:                  What does that mean?


Agent:             Newark isn’t allowing any planes to take off so your daughter’s flight will be delayed.  The expected arrival time is yada, yada, yada.  That only leaves 25 minutes until her international flight and she will probably miss that flight.


Andie:             So, what do we do?


Agent:             Hold on.  Ok, I can book you on a secondary back up flight that goes through Paris and you’ll arrive in Athens a few hours late.


Andie’s Friend:          Oh, I’ve never been to Paris.


Me:                  Well, you won’t be in Paris this time either unless you count the airport.  (To the agent)  They have a connecting flight in Athens to whatever the city is called.   How will this affect that flight?


Agent:             They’ll miss it.  They’ll have to go to Aegean air and explain the situation and they’ll be put on another flight.


Me:                  Ok.  Andie and Morgan.  We need to go through all the scenarios.


Andie:             Ok.  Let’s do it!


Me:                  1) Your Continental flight from Greensboro arrives in Newark on time and you make the flight to Athens and so does your luggage.  Proceed as you were going to do.


Andie:             Ok, we know what to do in that case already.


Me:                  What’s important is that you let the Steward on the flight know you have a tight connection.  You will need to switch terminals in Newark so see if you can be the first off the plane.  Run to where the buses are and go from terminal C to Terminal A.  Know your gate.  Got it?


Andie:             Yeah, what about our luggage?


Me:                  That’s 2) you make it and your luggage doesn’t.  You arrive in Athens and you have no luggage.  Continental and Aegean Air don’t have an arrangement so  you will need to talk to Continental and have them send your luggage to Aegean air.  You need to talk to Aegean Air and have the luggage sent on to the end city where you are.


Andie:             Ok.


Me:                  You have a change of clothes and all that but this part could be a huge clusterfuck because you also have to try to make your Aegean Air flight so it’ll be difficult to get all this done.


Andie:             This sucks.


Me:                  Well, if you can’t run with the big dogs, don’t get off the porch.  Anyways, that’s number 2.  Number 3) you get to Athens and your luggage is completely lost because it went through Paris and Continental and Aegean won’t deal with all the arrangements.


Andie:             What do I do then?


Me:                  In that case, you’ll need to probably call me collect from Greece so I can attempt to track it down in the US using English.


Andie:             How do I make a collect call?


Me:                  (seriously, because of the proliferation of cell phones, kid’s don’t know how to do the simplest things) Andie, just go to a phone booth and dial the operator.  The International code for the US is 1 so just tell them our phone number and say you want to call collect.  That means that WE end up paying for the call.


Andie:             Ok, Amanda is going to have a heart attack if we miss our flight. (she’s another friend who’s meeting them in Newark to fly to Greece)


Me:                  You need to call her and explain the situation because she might have to land in Athens, take the flight to the other city, find a cab and check into the hotel on her own.  She might be 4 hours ahead of you guys.


Andie:             Ok mom, I got it.


Me:                  I’ll assume no news is good news for you until Friday when you can email me.  Love you and good luck.


And so I left.  I was driving home when Andie called (yep, this was 5 minutes later) and said “if you were a good mom, you would have driven me to Newark and none of this would have happened.”  (Yeah, I told her about the other post I wrote) HAHAHAHA  Well, I certainly never claimed to be a good mom.


I told her that travel, especially International travel, can be a nightmare and what she needed to do was assume everything would go wrong and then be happy with things that went right.


The end result?  She made the connection in Newark although they apparently had to run through the entire airport.  Did her luggage make it to Greece?  I have no idea.  I certainly haven’t heard from her and honestly, I’m not even sure when she landed or what her itinerary is.  I suppose I’ll know tomorrow but as I told her, no news is good news so I’m assuming she’s fine.


At the very least, she is certainly learning how to navigate the world and honestly, that’s pretty much what my job as a parent entails.  At least, that’s my opinion.


Ok, me again…apparently both she and her luggage made it.  I found out because she put up “Greece” as her Facebook status.  She eventually emailed me and was alive as of four days ago so  no worries.


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  1. Don E. Chute
    May 25, 2011

    Whew! all that tuckered me out. Glad everything worked out well. Prayers to all for safe travels.

    Aloha From Sunny South Florida!
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    • Lynn
      May 25, 2011

      Hahaha…thanks for always being there

  2. Jessica
    May 25, 2011

    Oh boy, I’m going to need you in about 15 years Lynn. My first inclination for when my kids start traveling is to pack myself in their suitcase.

    • Lynn
      May 25, 2011

      Well, they first started by going to camp…that child, who is 20, has been to Chile, Argentina, Spain, Tanzania, New Zealnad and Holland…all without me.

      This is her first time traveling without a group though so we will see.

  3. Lady Estrogen
    May 25, 2011

    Whoa! I’m beginning to really think that the next 15 years are going to age me horribly. HAHA

    • Lynn
      May 25, 2011

      well, they won’t age you HORRIBLY…you’ll be fine. I try to just chill and actually, i think i look better now than i did 15 years ago

  4. Pamela D. Hart
    May 25, 2011

    Well, Andie will have amazing stories to tell HER kids! Plus she’s a friggin World Traveler Extraordinaire! Geez, I’ll go with her and be her guide…scratch that, the girl doesn’t need one…I’ll carry her luggage!

    As far as what makes a good/bad blog post…who the hell knows! Some days I’m peeing my pants over some things I read and other days I’m ready to throw the computer out the window…I’m a moody bitch too. So, just go with it, like you have been because I don’t think you can figure people out! If you do that, you’ll be a flippin’ genius!
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    • Lynn
      May 25, 2011

      yeah…i’m trying to let all that go. A number of Andie’s trips were school trips but i have sent to kids to climb Mt. Kilmanjaro

  5. Jenn
    May 25, 2011

    Well, okay I am right confused but the end result was she and her luggage arrived and that is all that matters!

    Good for you for sticking to your guns and allowing her to learn how to handle these situations on her own. Sucks a little bit for Andie but she is in Greece so that pretty much makes it all worthwhile!

    • Lynn
      May 25, 2011

      I agree….she is out of contact now but she’s with a group so I’m not worried. She just needed to know what to do…then it was up to her!

  6. Samantha
    May 25, 2011

    Wow! Glad she made okay. A CRAZY mom would have drove her to Newark! LOL

    • Lynn
      May 25, 2011

      I know….can you imagine. I was already unhappy to drive my other daughter up to DC and she needed all her stuff dropped off for three months. I’m debating whether to actually let her ever come home or not.

  7. Sarcasm Goddess
    May 26, 2011

    Reading this story reminds of the journey it’s taken me to get to your blog. I feel like I’ve seen you all over the blogging world, commenting on The Bloggess perhaps? It’s starting to become a little hazy; I am travel weary. Honestly don’t know what took me so long to get here (I blame Continental), but I’m so glad I’m here. I knew I was in the right place when I read your warm welcome at the top. I am neither light-hearted nor easily offended…but I may still drink before reading. If that’s okay with you. Glad to be here, can’t wait to read more.

    • Lynn
      May 26, 2011

      Thanks so much for finding me…yeah, i comment on The Bloggess…i really like her irreverent ways. Feel free to drink. i know i do

  8. mary lou
    May 27, 2011

    hi_just found your blog alittle while ago. Personally – i don’t care what you blog about – your writing is great! I find your style bright, witty and spot on. Follow your instincts and the hell with the rest of them! Keep writing PLEASE!

    • Lynn
      May 27, 2011

      thanks so much…it’s comments like this that keep me going. I made a personal promise to do it one year just because my kids said i’d quit. I’m going to kick their asses on this one!

  9. Name *
    May 27, 2011

    It makes being a parent so much easier when you make them do it themselves. …. I mean, its good to teach them independence, life lessons can be the hardest…better.

    • Lynn
      May 27, 2011

      completely agree with that…of course, i didn’t always practice what i preached consistently but i certainly do now

  10. Kimberly
    May 30, 2011

    There’s no greater gift than that of independence. Yeah for Andie having the self assurance to hit the world running :) (and to her mama for giving her the confidence to do it!)
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    • Lynn
      May 31, 2011

      I agree…i was pointing out to my husband that in the “old days” there were no cell phones and our parents NEVER knew what we were up to.

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