I leave for New Orleans bright and early on Saturday morning!
Tonight I finished packing. And I noticed an airport tag on my suitcase -- emphasis on my suitcase -- from DFW, which I took to mean Dallas-Fort Worth. I myself have never flown to Dallas...I've only driven through on I-35 and feared for my life (and I was just a passenger). So it appears that my parental unit hijacked my suitcase without my knowledge. I'm not sure how I feel about this.
P.S. My book bag = my second passport book. Patches from every country I've visited.
Hey now! I was a damn good driver who led us safely through Dallas-Fort Worth. Why we drove through that crazy town I will never know.
ReplyDeleteI never said you didn't drive like a pro! But I am glad we went home on the country roads!
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