[I can blog about this now, but at the time, it was a secret ... ]
There are lots of reasons you don't want to receive a phone call at 4 am. One of the lesser evils is that you plane has been canceled. Thanks to a very friendly and helpful American Airlines employee, I was able to catch an earlier flight which left me even more time for my connection in Seattle.
Because I'm traveling on my birthday* as a surprise visit to my Dad for his birthday.
Everything went well. I love the Fireworks Gallery at SEATAC airport, and can spend a lot of minutes and moola in there. The little prop mountain hopper sailed smoothly into Okanagan Valley, where I met my mom at the Kelowna airport. My sister should arrive an hour after me (how cool is that, especially since she left half a day earlier than me from Mongolia. Really, Mongolia).
So lots of people get off various planes and no sister. Since the airlines can't give out personal information, we don't know at what point she stopped traveling along the itinerary she sent. We assumed she made it to Shanghai. We hoped she made it to Vancouver. She obviously hadn't made it to Kelowna.
Therefore, in an attempt to track her down, we ended up having to call my dad at the house and well, there went the surprise. Fortunately, sis showed up on the last flight of the day, and it was all good.
* and
Nathan Fillion's birthday. Never forget
Nathan Fillion.
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