Travel adventures

So yes its true…..I am not perfect. Ops, the secrets out. Story: I stuck my passport and ticket in the seat pocket when I got on the plane… and I left it there. In all honesty you should blame it on the cute baby in front of me. After a panic attack when I realized I had lost my passport and ticket, I got a replacement ticket and found out my passport was on its way to Houston. Jeff was very calm and reassuring as he helped me figure everything out. As I got on the plane the whole team cheered and poked jokes at me for my mistake. When we arrived in Minneapolis Jeff and I went to the bag claim where the people in Denver had told us to go. The lady who helped us was… well absolutely rude. She wouldn’t listen to my story and kept insisting that they never send passports. We told her we understood gave her our numbers and left, hoping for the best. As I sat on the subway thinking of how I was going to tell my parents I lost my passport, Kelly called. Thank you Kelly! She found out my passport was in Houston and is having it sent to me. Yay! So….. Mom. Dad. I lost my passport, but I also found it.
So far, so good, Far West.

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