So tonight I tried to get my plane ticket to go to Vermont. After a quick search on Expedia.com, I realized that the only flights left were exorbitantly priced, so I decided to call the help line to see if I was overlooking anything. I talked with a nice woman for about 5 minutes who confirmed that the cheapest flight would cost an arm and a leg.
To make matters worse, she told me that there was one ticket left and if I hung up the phone without taking this very ticket, I wouldn't be going because there was another woman on another line attempting to purchase as well. Now normally I don't see plane ticket purchasing as a major crisis, but supporting my family members at their respective cycling competitions is a high priority. Trying to bide my time, the willing saleswoman checked every option for me - oneways, overnight flights, different airports and travel dates. As she was checking the availability she would periodically say, "keep holding please, are you there?" as if she thought I was going to pass out or die on her. But after a dramatic 30 minute phone call I decided to scrap the whole thing... I probably would have died from the hit taken to my bank account.
So damn it Eric Thompson, you better win Nats so I can watch you in the Scottish highlands, or else.
With all of my training and travel plans going to crap, I think that its time to do something really crazy, like build a house out of carrots.
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shit, steph has a blog now too...
Steph, yes, yay I am glad you have a blog now as well
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