The above picture is me on the start of our journey (pre-fog). When we checked in at the British Airways counter, the guy was incredibly nice. As we were walking away, I commented to Jeremy that he was, perhaps, the friendliness check-in agent I’ve ever encountered. Jeremy, being the great encourager that he is, went back and told him. Once we got to the gate and handed over our boarding cards, the machine beeped indicating our boarding cards were invalid. The lady looked puzzled and then said, “Oh, yes, you have new boarding cards.” She smiled and said, “These are better seats.” They certainly were. We got bumped up, and it was incredible on a 9 hour flight to have the extra room. We don’t know if our good fortune was the result of complimenting the agent or not, but I do know that Jeremy’s hopes of one day getting bumped up were answered!
Well, I’m back physically, but I feel like there is a fog surrounded my brain that will take time to shake. We returned from S. Africa on Saturday. My birthday was yesterday. The kids started school today. In between all that and the jet lag, my mind is processing lots from the three full days of meetings we had. It might be lots of pictures and few words for the rest of the week unless the fog clears soon.