Let the journey begin

Yes, I was late for check in for my 6 a.m. depart out of O’hare. But when the man behind the counter said my flight is getting ready to board, my whole face went still, and I almost dropped my over – stuffed hiking pack to the floor. I Struggled to pull my phone from my jean jacket to see what time it was. Damn! He was right. It was 5:42. He further informed me it would be a hundred bucks for a same day change! After a little freak out in my head, he lowered the fee to $40 and said I could be booked on a 9 a.m. flight. Wheeewww! This whole airport adventure got me thinking of how I wish I was just on my bike. Why can’t I just bike to Spain! Where’s the bridge for the bikes! Wishful thinking, I know, but still I couldn’t help but long for the freedom of the bike. Well, check back, because this is just the start of a blog on my journey to Spain.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s