Between the time we shopped at Gap and experienced screaming kids on planes, we got married! It was a lovely day atop the hills of Dundee overlooking vineyards, surrounded by all of our family and friends who invited themselves ;)
3 months after this beautiful day, we woke up on September 30th, 2011 around 730am and headed for the Portland International Airport. Our cab driver was so nice that on our 9 day vacation, we talked about who we missed more: our cab driver or Teeps.
Todd ate weird chow mein noodles for breakfast and spilled soy sauce all over the garbage/recycle/compost station. We sat and laughed at people as they stared at which hole to put their waste in. We left our table of laughter and judgement as we heard it was last call for our flight. We decided there was no reason to jump on the plane and wait with all those other human inhaling and exhaling.
As I reached around to my back pocket (not the one with the small hole) in my $80 Gap jeans for my I.D. and boarding pass...the pocket was empty. I looked at Todd. He looked back. I said, "My stuff is gone." He said, "What stuff?!" I said, "My I.D. and boarding pass."
I turned my bag inside out, I turned my pants inside out, I retraced my steps, I asked anyone in an airport uniform if they'd found it...tears welled up in my eyes, my heart raced, it was time to board the plane! Todd started saying maybe we could go in a few days. I was freaking like Livvy was freaking when she dropped our paper tickets in the Honolulu airport 13 years ago, when she and I last went to Kauai together. And just like 13 years ago, a magical person in a magical uniform produced the goods. Ahhh, I laughed as he handed them over and the tears started creeping back into my ducts. And although Todd and I agreed we wouldn't share this story with anyone, how could I resist? I am ridiculous!
And thus began the longest plane ride with multiple screaming children. One screamer laying in the aisle 4 rows behind us, random scream-crying throughout the cabin, and a 15 month old behind us who tried to get us to turn around and make cute noises and faces at it. The lady next to me did not scream, cry, or drool...but she didn't smell great. She read a smut mag and was interested in Kate Winslet's top 10 fashion looks.
NEXT TIME: Birds attack my head & we search for marching ghosts.
