Monday, January 09, 2006

Travel, interrupted



This is Doug (and Kate) at the bus station with all our stuff. Traveling with a baby makes everything more complicated. Our friend Scott was going to drive us to the airport, but his car died so we took the bus.

The night before we left for Utah, Doug discovered that his driver's license was missing. He thought the other identification he had with him would be enough to get him through airport security, but, as it turned out, it wasn't. (We had other things at home that would have worked, but we didn't bring them with us.) So Kate and I went on the plane and Doug came the next day. We had brief moments of stress and panic but everything worked out okay. Whew!

6 comments:

Mimi said...

Oh no! So where was his stuff? Did he have it shipped to him? You went by BUS? There's security for buses?

Helena said...

I shall have to clarify!

Doug took his stuff home with him and brought it the next day. I still had a ton of stuff to carry through the airport, along with Kate. That was rough.

Mimi said...

I remember flying when Xavy was about eighteen months, just me and him - a suitcase packed, my backpack on, the baby in my arms toting the carseat. Ugh.

Carin said...

Poor Doug. Poor Helena! I am glad things still worked ut.

Wanda E. Santiago said...

Hey beautiful you are a saint. I can't believe Katie is one already Happy Birthday to this very special little girl!! May all good Blessing be hers!! Much happiness this New Year!! Hugs Wanda

Julie Beth said...

No fun doing the airport thing alone. I did it with Emma when I went to visit Jenni and Mitchell last year. Glad to see that Kate is enjoying her carrier:)