One of my chief anxieties about traveling with only one other person was whether I’d be good company to Libby while it’s just the two of us. I tend to be a more quiet travel companion, while Libby is an excellent conversationalist. While the feeling has now passed, I had a rather impressive panic over whether I would be tolerant for six days or not. I’ve come to accept that Libby probably knows me pretty well at this point, and we’ll manage.
I rented a small camera as I always do when I take this big trip. I’d picked it up Thursday and didn’t attempt to use it until I was about to leave for the Cape to attend an awards ceremony where Mom would be getting an award (woot!). I noticed the camera was reading “memory full” and I racked my brain to try to figure out the issue. Most obvious is the card in the camera is full, but formatting/deleting it didn’t make a difference. I detoured to pick up my brother Christopher on the way and he fiddled with it as well. He even called the rental company to ask them if they had a clue. They didn’t really.
So now in addition to needing to eat and run the next morning to get back home and finish the small amount of packing I had left to do, I now had the added anxiety of knowing we (I was also driving Christopher back home the next day) would have to stop at the rental place, which was a rather substantial detour.
I didn’t sleep well last night, thinking of all the things I didn’t want to forget, and worrying about the camera – what if they don’t have a replacement? What if they have a replacement but won’t give it to me because I have the battery charger back at home in Medford? Would Libby and I want to kill each other after six days (we’re both rather independent)? In the middle of the night I realized I only packed TWO PAIRS OF PANTS WHAT WAS I THINKING I HAVE TO ADD ANOTHER PAIR WHEN I GET HOME! How tight will the timing be to get to the airport after I drive home from the cape with the camera rental shop detour and will I have time to do the things I need to do (take out the trash, do the final packing, change, fix my hair..)
In the end, I arrived at the airport two hours ahead of departure time. Check in and getting through security took a whopping seven minutes. So, I found myself in a tiny gate with one little kiosk, with one hour and fifty minutes to kill.
This won’t do. I left the gate and wandered the terminal which was equally unexciting, for a little while to pass the time.
I try to be as organized as possibly to avoid buying little things that add up when I travel. Snacks, water, etc. It was at this point that I realized I forgot a super important item;
Passport? Well, no. But I did forget my headphones which are extremely important for me when traveling.
Not even out of Boston and I’m already dropping $20 on ear buds in the airport (and then I was given some for free on a later flight – I figures!). I also broke my sunglasses (THIS IS WHY I CAN’T HAVE NICE THINGS!), but that’s OK because it looks like rain for our entire trip.