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Ａｓ ａ ｈｏｓｐｉｔａｌｉｔｙ ｉｎｄｕｓｔｒｙ ｔｒａｉｎｅｒ, Ｉ'ｖｅ ｏｆｔｅｎ ｓａｉｄ ｔｈｅｒｅ'ｓ ｎｏ ｓｕｃｈ ｔｈｉｎｇ ａｓ ｄｉｆｆｉｃｕｌｔ ｇｕｅｓｔｓ; ｊｕｓｔ ｎｉｃｅ ｐｅｏｐｌｅ ｇｏｉｎｇ ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ ｒｏｕｇｈ ｓｐｏｔｓ ｉｎ ｌｉｆｅ. Ｈｅｒｅ ｉｓ ａ ｔｒｕｅ ｓｔｏｒｙ ｏｆ ｈｏｗ Ｉ ｌｅａｒｎｅｄ ｔｈｉｓ ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｌｙ ｎｏｔ ｓｏ ｌｏｎｇ ａｇｏ... Ｉｔ ｗａｓ ｅａｒｌｙ ｍｏｒｎｉｎｇ; ｔｏｏ ｅａｒｌｙ. Ｙｅｔ ａｆｔｅｒ ｏｎｌｙ 90 ｍｉｎｕｔｅｓ ｏｆ ｓｌｅｅｐ Ｉ ａｗｏｋｅ ｉｍｍｅｄｉａｔｅｌｙ, ａｎｄ ａｓ Ｉ ｈｅａｄｅｄ ｄｏｗｎ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｌｏｂｂｙ ｓｈｏｒｔｌｙ ｔｏ ｃａｔｃｈ ｔｈｅ ｈｏｔｅｌ ｖａｎ, Ｉ ｗａｓ ｇｒａｔｅｆｕｌ ｔｏ ｈａｖｅ ａｔ ｌｅａｓｔ ｍａｄｅ ｉｔ ｂａｃｋ ｔｏ ｍｙ ｈｏｍｅ ｓｔａｔｅ ｏｆ Ｆｌｏｒｉｄａ. Ｉｔ ｈａｄ ｂｅｅｎ ａ ｖｅｒｙ ｌｏｎｇ ｎｉｇｈｔ ｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｒｏａｄ. Ｔｈｅ ｄａｙ ｂｅｆｏｒｅ ｈａｄ ｂｅｅｎ ａ ｇｏｏｄ ｏｎｅ, ａｎｄ ａｓ Ｉ ｐｕｌｌｅｄ ｉｎｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｒｅｎｔａｌ ｃａｒ ｌｏｔ ａｔ ｔｈｅ Ｗｉｌｋｅｓ-Ｂａｒｒｅ/Ｓｃｒａｎｔｏｎ ａｉｒｐｏｒｔ ａｓ ｔｈｅ ｓｕｎ ｗａｓ ｓｅｔｔｉｎｇ, ｍｙ ｍｉｎｄ ｆｉｌｌｅｄ ｗｉｔｈ ｐｌｅａｓａｎｔ ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔｓ ｏｆ ｍｙ ｊｕｓｔ-ｃｏｍｐｌｅｔｅｄ ｗｏｒｋｓｈｏｐｓ ｏｎ ｈｏｓｐｉｔａｌｉｔｙ ｅｘｃｅｌｌｅｎｃｅ. Ｕｐｏｎ ａｐｐｒｏａｃｈｉｎｇ ｔｈｅ ａｉｒｌｉｎｅ ｃｏｕｎｔｅｒ Ｉ ｗａｓ ｓｏ ｒｅｌｉｅｖｅｄ ｔｏ ｓｅｅ ｔｈａｔ ｍｙ ｆｌｉｇｈｔ ｈｏｍｅ ｔｏ Ｆｔ. Ｌａｕｄｅｒｄａｌｅ - ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ Ｐｈｉｌｌｙ - ｗａｓ ｏｎ ｔｉｍｅ! Ｗｈｉｌｅ Ｉ'ｍ ａｌｗａｙｓ ａｎｘｉｏｕｓ ｔｏ ｇｅｔ ｂａｃｋ ｈｏｍｅ, ａｎ ｅｓｐｅｃｉａｌｌｙ ｉｍｐｏｒｔａｎｔ ｄｕｔｙ ａｗａｉｔｅｄ ｍｅ ｔｈｅ ｎｅｘｔ ｍｏｒｎｉｎｇ - Ｉ ｗａｓ ｓｃｈｅｄｕｌｅｄ ｔｏ ｒｅｐｏｒｔ ｐｒｏｍｐｔｌｙ ａｔ 8:45ａｍ ｔｏ ｃｈａｐｅｒｏｎｅ ｍｙ ｓｏｎ'ｓ ｓｅｃｏｎｄ ｇｒａｄｅ ｃｌａｓｓ ｏｎ ｔｈｅｉｒ ｌｏｎｇ-ａｎｔｉｃｉｐａｔｅｄ ｆｉｅｌｄ ｔｒｉｐ! Ｎｏｗ ｔｈｉｓ ｗｏｕｌｄ ｂｅ ｉｍｐｏｒｔａｎｔ ｆｏｒ ａｎｙ ｐａｒｅｎｔ, ｂｕｔ ｍｙ ｐａｒｔｉｃｉｐａｔｉｏｎ ｗａｓ ｅｖｅｎ ｍｏｒｅ ｃｒｉｔｉｃａｌ, ａｓ ｏｕｒ ｓｃｈｏｏｌ ｄｉｓｔｒｉｃｔ ｒｅｑｕｉｒｅｓ ｔｈａｔ ａｌｌ ｆｉｅｌｄ ｔｒｉｐｓ ｉｎｃｌｕｄｅ ｅｉｔｈｅｒ ａ ｍａｌｅ ｔｅａｃｈｅｒ, ｏｒ ａｔ ｌｅａｓｔ ｏｎｅ ｐａｒｅｎｔ-ｖｏｌｕｎｔｅｅｒ ｗｈｏ ｈａｓ ｐａｓｓｅｄ ａ Ｌｅｖｅｌ-Ｔｗｏ ｓｅｃｕｒｉｔｙ ｃｌｅａｒａｎｃｅ ｒｅｇｉｓｔｒａｔｉｏｎ, ｃｏｍｐｌｅｔｅ ｗｉｔｈ ａ ｆｉｎｇｅｒｐｒｉｎｔｉｎｇ ａｎｄ ａ ｂａｃｋｇｒｏｕｎｄ ｃｈｅｃｋ. Ｓｏ ｎｏｔ ｏｎｌｙ ｗａｓ Ｉ ｗａｎｔｉｎｇ ｔｏ ｃｏｍｅ ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ ｆｏｒ ｍｙ ｏｗｎ ｓｏｎ, ｂｕｔ ａｌｓｏ ｆｏｒ ｔｈｅ ｓｅｖｅｎ ｔｅａｃｈｅｒｓ, ｆｏｕｒ ｂｕｓ ｄｒｉｖｅｒｓ, ａｎｄ 140-ｐｌｕｓ ｓｅｃｏｎｄ ｇｒａｄｅｒｓ ｗｈｏ ｗｅｒｅ ｃｏｕｎｔｉｎｇ ｏｎ ｍｅ, ｓｉｎｃｅ Ｉ ｗａｓ ｔｈｅ ｏｎｌｙ ｍａｌｅ ｖｏｌｕｎｔｅｅｒ ｗｉｔｈ ｐｒｏｐｅｒ ｃｒｅｄｅｎｔｉａｌｓ ｔｈａｔ ｗａｓ ａｖａｉｌａｂｌｅ ｔｏ ｖｏｌｕｎｔｅｅｒ ｔｈａｔ ｓｐｅｃｉｆｉｃ ｄａｙ. Ｔｈｉｎｇｓ ｗｅｒｅ ｓｔｉｌｌ ｇｏｉｎｇ ｗｅｌｌ ａｓ Ｉ ｓｅｔｔｌｅｄ ｉｎｔｏ ａ ｓｐｏｔ ａｔ ｔｈｅ ｓｎａｃｋ ｂａｒ ｊｕｓｔ ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ｓｅｃｕｒｉｔｙ ｇａｔｅ. Ａｆｔｅｒ ｏｒｄｅｒｉｎｇ, Ｉ ｃａｌｌｅｄ ｍｙ ｓｏｎ Ａｄａｍ ａｔ ｈｉｓ ｍｏｍ'ｓ ｈｏｕｓｅ ａｎｄ ｒｅｍｉｎｄｅｄ ｈｉｍ ｔｈａｔ Ｄａｄｄｙ ｗｏｕｌｄ ｂｅ ｔｈｅｒｅ ｗｈｅｎ ｉｔ ｗａｓ ｔｉｍｅ ｔｏ ｂｏａｒｄ ｔｈａｔ ｂｕｓ ｔｈｅ ｎｅｘｔ ｍｏｒｎｉｎｇ; ｈｅ ｓｏｕｎｄｅｄ ｔｈｒｉｌｌｅｄ! Ｉｔ ｗａｓ ａｌｌ ｄｏｗｎｈｉｌｌ ｆｒｏｍ ｔｈｅｒｅ. Ｎｏｔ ｓｅｃｏｎｄｓ ａｆｔｅｒ ｈａｎｇｉｎｇ ｕｐ ａｎｄ ｒｅ-ｃｈｅｃｋｉｎｇ ｔｈｅ ｍｏｎｉｔｏｒ, Ｉ ｎｏｔｉｃｅｄ ｔｈａｔ ｍｙ ｄｅｐａｒｔｕｒｅ ｈａｄ ｂｅｅｎ ｍｏｖｅｄ ｂａｃｋ ｂｙ ｏｎｅ ｈｏｕｒ. Ｋｎｏｗｉｎｇ ｔｈｅｒｅ ｗａｓ ｔｏ ｂｅ ｓｎｏｗ ａｎｄ ｆｒｅｅｚｉｎｇ ｒａｉｎ ｍｏｖｉｎｇ ｉｎｔｏ Ｐｈｉｌｌｙ, Ｉ ｃｈｅｃｋｅｄ ｍｙ ｃｏｎｎｅｃｔｉｏｎ ｔｉｍｅ ｂｕｔ ｔｈｅｎ ｂｒｅａｔｈｅｄ ａ ｓｉｇｈ ｏｆ ｒｅｌｉｅｆ ｉｎ ｔｈａｔ Ｉ ｗｏｕｌｄ ｓｔｉｌｌ ｈａｖｅ 55 ｍｉｎｕｔｅｓ ｔｏ ｃｈａｎｇｅ ｐｌａｎｅｓ. Ｉ ｑｕｉｃｋｌｙ ｆｉｎｉｓｈｅｄ ｍｙ ｌａｓｔ ｆｅｗ ｂｉｔｅｓ ａｎｄ ｔｏｏｋ ｍｙ ｌａｓｔ ｓｉｐ ｏｆ ａ ｍｏｓｔｌｙ-ｆｕｌｌ ｇｌａｓｓ ｏｆ ｂｅｅｒ ａｎｄ ｈｅａｄｅｄ ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ ｓｅｃｕｒｉｔｙ. Ｗａｉｔｉｎｇ ａｔ ｔｈｅ ｇａｔｅ, Ｉ ｃａｌｌｅｄ ｍｙ ｗｉｆｅ ａｎｄ ｔｏｌｄ ｈｅｒ Ｉ'ｄ ｓｔｉｌｌ ｂｅ ｈｏｍｅ ｏｎ ｔｉｍｅ, ｂｕｔ ｗｈｉｌｅ ｗｅ ｗｅｒｅ ｔａｌｋｉｎｇ ｔｈｅ ｆｌｉｇｈｔ ｗａｓ ｐｕｓｈｅｄ ｂａｃｋ ａｎｏｔｈｅｒ 15 ｍｉｎｕｔｅｓ. Ａｌｔｈｏｕｇｈ ｔｈｅ ｇａｔｅ ａｇｅｎｔ ａｓｓｕｒｅｄ ｍｅ ｔｈａｔ Ｉ ｗｏｕｌｄ ｓｔｉｌｌ ｍａｋｅ ｉｔ, Ｉ ｏｐｔｅｄ ｔｏ ｅｍｐｏｗｅｒ ｍｙｓｅｌｆ ａｎｄ ｗｅｎｔ ｏｎｌｉｎｅ ｔｏ ｃｈｅｃｋ. . Ｏｎｅ ｇｏｏｄ ｔｈｉｎｇ ａｂｏｕｔ ｌｉｖｉｎｇ ｉｎ Ｆｌｏｒｉｄａ ｉｓ ｔｈａｔ ｉｔ ｉｓ ｓｅｒｖｅｄ ｂｙ ｔｈｒｅｅ ｍａｊｏｒ ａｉｒｐｏｒｔｓ, ｉｎｃｌｕｄｉｎｇ Ｍｉａｍｉ ａｎｄ Ｗｅｓｔ Ｐａｌｍ ａｌｏｎｇ ｗｉｔｈ Ｆｔ. Ｌａｕｄｅｒｄａｌｅ, ａｎｄ ｅｖｅｎ ｔｈｅ Ｓｏｕｔｈｗｅｓｔ Ｒｅｇｉｏｎａｌ Ａｉｒｐｏｒｔ ｉｎ Ｆｔ. Ｍｙｅｒｓ/Ｓａｎｉｂｅｌ Ｉｓｌａｎｄ ｉｓ ａｎ ｏｐｔｉｏｎ ａｔ ｏｎｌｙ ａ 90 ｍｉｎｕｔｅ ｄｒｉｖｅ. Ｉｎ ｃｈｅｃｋｉｎｇ ｔｈｏｕｇｈ Ｉ ｓｏｏｎ ｆｏｕｎｄ ｔｈａｔ ａｌｌ ｏｆ ｔｈｅｓｅ ｆｌｉｇｈｔｓ ｗｅｒｅ ｒｕｎｎｉｎｇ ｏｎ ｔｉｍｅ ｏｕｔ ｏｆ Ｐｈｉｌｌｙ, ｓｏ ｉｆ ｍｙ ｃｏｎｎｅｃｔｉｏｎ ｄｉｄｎ'ｔ' ｌｅａｖｅ ｓｏｏｎ Ｉ'ｄ ｍｉｓｓ ｔｈｅｍ ａｌｌ. Ａｓ ｍｙ ｐｏｓｔｅｄ ｄｅｐａｒｔｕｒｅ ｐｕｓｈｅｄ ｂａｃｋ ａｎｏｔｈｅｒ 15 ｍｉｎｕｔｅｓ, ｉｔ ｗａｓ ｃｌｅａｒ Ｉ ｗｏｕｌｄ ｍｉｓｓ ｃｏｎｎｅｃｔｉｎｇ ｔｏ ａｎｙ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ Ｓｏｕｔｈ Ｆｌｏｒｉｄａ ｆｌｉｇｈｔｓ. Ｄｅｓｐｅｒａｔｅ, ｍｙ ｍｉｎｄ ｓｅａｒｃｈｅｄ ｆｏｒ ａｌｔｅｒｎａｔｉｖｅｓ, ｓｕｃｈ ａｓ ｔａｋｉｎｇ ａ ｍｏｒｎｉｎｇ ｆｌｉｇｈｔ ｈｏｍｅ ｆｒｏｍ Ｐｈｉｌｌｙ, ｂｕｔ ｔｈａｔ ｗｏｕｌｄ ｇｅｔ ｍｅ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｓｃｈｏｏｌ ｆｏｕｒ ｈｏｕｒｓ ｔｏｏ ｌａｔｅ. Ｆｉｎａｌｌｙ, ｒｅｍｅｍｂｅｒｉｎｇ ｔｈａｔ Ｓｏｕｔｈｗｅｓｔ Ａｉｒｌｉｎｅｓ ｐｒｏｖｉｄｅｄ ａｌｍｏｓｔ ｈｏｕｒｌｙ ｓｅｒｖｉｃｅ ｍｏｒｎｉｎｇ ｓｅｒｖｉｃｅ ｆｒｏｍ Ｏｒｌａｎｄｏ. Ｌｏｏｋｉｎｇ ｕｐ ａｔ ｔｈｅ ｆｌｉｇｈｔ ｍｏｎｉｔｏｒ ｓｃｒｅｅｎｓ ｂｅｆｏｒｅ ｍｅ ｓｕｒｅ ｅｎｏｕｇｈ Ｉ ｆｏｕｎｄ ａ ｆｌｉｇｈｔ ｔｈａｔ ｗａｓ ｌｅａｖｉｎｇ ｆｏｒ Ｏｒｌａｎｄｏ; ｉｔ ｗａｓ ｏｒｉｇｉｎａｌｌｙ ｓｃｈｅｄｕｌｅｄ ｔｏ ｌｅａｖｅ ｂｅｆｏｒｅ ｍｙ ａｒｒｉｖａｌ, ｂｕｔ ｉｔ ｗａｓ ａｌｓｏ ｄｅｌａｙｅｄ. Ｉｔ ｔｏｏｋ ｓｏｍｅ ｃｏｎｖｉｎｃｉｎｇ ｂａｃｋ ａｔ ｔｈｅ ｄｅｓｋ, ｐｌｕｓ ａ ｌｉｔｔｌｅ ｐｌｅａｄｉｎｇ, ａｎｄ Ｉ ｗａｓ ｊｕｓｔ ａｂｏｕｔ ｔｏ ｄｏｗｎｒｉｇｈｔ ｂｅｇ ｗｈｅｎ ｔｈｅ ＵＳ Ａｉｒｗａｙｓ ａｇｅｎｔ ａｇｒｅｅｄ ｔｏ ｒｅｂｏｏｋ ｍｅ ｏｎ ｔｈａｔ ｌａｔｅ ｆｌｉｇｈｔ ｔｏ Ｏｒｌａｎｄｏ ｔｈａｔ ｎｉｇｈｔ. Ｒｅａｄｅｒｓ ｗｉｌｌ ｂｅ ｓｐａｒｅｄ ｔｈｅ ｍｏｎｏｔｏｎｙ ｏｆ ｍｙ ａｉｒｐｏｒｔ ｗａｉｔ, ａｎｄ ｉｔ ｗｉｌｌ ｓｕｆｆｉｃｅ ｔｏ ｓｔａｙ ｔｈａｔ ａｌｔｈｏｕｇｈ Ｉ ｍａｄｅ ｍｙ ｃｏｎｎｅｃｔｉｏｎ ｉｎ Ｐｈｉｌｌｙ, Ｉ ｆｉｎａｌｌｙ ｔｏｕｃｈｅｄ ｄｏｗｎ ｉｎ Ｏｒｌａｎｄｏ ａｂｏｕｔ 2:30ａｍ, ｓｉｘ ｈｏｕｒｓ ａｎｄ ｆｉｆｔｅｅｎ ｍｉｎｕｔｅｓ ｂｅｆｏｒｅ Ｉ ｗａｓ ｄｕｅ ａｔ ｔｈｅ ｓｃｈｏｏｌ. Ｈａｖｉｎｇ ｂｏｏｋｅｄ ａ ｒｏｏｍ ａｔ ａ ｖｅｒｙ ｒｅｐｕｔａｂｌｅ ｈｏｔｅｌ ｎｅａｒｂｙ, Ｉ ａｔ ｌｅａｓｔ ｍａｎａｇｅｄ ｔｏ ｇｒａｂ 90 ｍｉｎｕｔｅｓ ｏｆ ｓｌｅｅｐ, ａ ｓｈｏｗｅｒ, ａｎｄ ａ ｆｒｅｓｈ ｓｈａｖｅ, ａｎｄ ｗａｓ ｒｅａｄｙ ｔｏ ｐｒｅｓｅｎｔ ｍｙｓｅｌｆ ｏｎ ｔｉｍｅ ｆｏｒ ｍｙ ｅｘｔｒａ ｅａｒｌｙ ｍｏｒｎｉｎｇ ｆｌｉｇｈｔ ａｎｄ ｓｈｏｒｔｌｙ ｔｈｅｒｅａｆｔｅｒ ａｓ ｔｈｅ ｏｎｌｙ ａｖａｉｌａｂｌｅ ｍａｌｅ ｐａｒｅｎｔ-ｖｏｌｕｎｔｅｅｒ ｆｏｒ ｔｈｅ ｆｉｅｌｄ ｔｒｉｐ. Ｗｅ ａｒｅ ｎｏｗ ｂａｃｋ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｂｅｇｉｎｎｉｎｇ ｏｆ ｍｙ ｓｔｏｒｙ, ａｎｄ Ｉ ｗａｓ ｆｉｌｌｅｄ ｗｉｔｈ ｉｎｃｒｅａｓｅｄ ｏｐｔｉｍｉｓｍ ｏｆ ｍａｋｉｎｇ ｔｈｉｓ ｆｉｅｌｄ ｔｒｉｐ ａｇａｉｎｓｔ ａｌｌ ｏｄｄｓ ａｓ Ｉ ｈｅａｄｅｄ ｄｏｗｎ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｌｏｂｂｙ ｔｏ ｃａｔｃｈ ｔｈｅ ｈｏｔｅｌ ｖａｎ ｔｈａｔ ｍｏｒｎｉｎｇ. Ｉ'ｄ ｂｏｏｋｅｄ ａ 6:55ａｍ ｄｅｐａｒｔｕｒｅ, ａｎｄ ｉｆ ｉｔ ｗａｓ ｏｎ ｔｉｍｅ Ｉ'ｄ ｂｅ ｌａｎｄｉｎｇ ｊｕｓｔ ａｆｔｅｒ 8ａｍ, ａｎｄ ｓｉｎｃｅ Ｉ ｗａｓ ｃａｒｒｙｉｎｇ ｏｎ ｂａｇｓ, ｉｆ ｔｒａｆｆｉｃ ｃｏｏｐｅｒａｔｅｄ Ｉ'ｄ ｈａｖｅ ｅｘａｃｔｌｙ ｅｎｏｕｇｈ ｔｉｍｅ ｔｏ ｒｅｐｏｒｔ ｆｏｒ ｄｕｔｙ ａｓ ｓｃｈｅｄｕｌｅｄ ａｔ 8:45ａｍ. Ｔｈａｔ'ｓ ｗｈｅｎ Ｉ ｐａｓｓｅｄ ｂｙ ｔｈｅ ＴＶ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｌｏｂｂｙ ｂａｒ, ｗｈｅｒｅ ｔｈｅ ＣＮＮ ｎｅｗｓｃａｓｔｅｒ ｗａｓ ｔａｌｋｉｎｇ ａｂｏｕｔ ｔｈｅ ｃｕｒｒｅｎｔ ｔｏｒｎａｄｏ ｗａｒｎｉｎｇ ｉｎ Ｃｅｎｔｒａｌ Ｆｌｏｒｉｄａ, ａｎｄ ｂｒｅａｋｉｎｇ ｈｅａｄｌｉｎｅ ｎｅｗｓ ａｂｏｕｔ ａ ｓｅｒｉｅｓ ｏｆ ｓｅｒｉｏｕｓ ａｎｄ ｄｅａｄｌｙ ｔｏｒｎａｄｏｓ ｔｈａｔ ｈａｄ ｓｔｒｕｃｋ ｍｏｍｅｎｔｓ ｂｅｆｏｒｅ ｊｕｓｔ 20 ｍｉｌｅｓ ａｗａｙ ｆｒｏｍ ｗｈｅｒｅ Ｉ ｓｔｏｏｄ. Ｙｅｔ ｆｏｒ ｍｅ ｉｔ ｗａｓ ｎｏｔ ｔｈｅ ｆｅａｒ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ｎｅａｒｂｙ ｄｅａｄｌｙ ｔｗｉｓｔｅｒｓ ｔｈａｔ ｃａｕｓｅｄ ｍｙ ａｎｘｉｅｔｙ ａｔ ｔｈａｔ ｍｏｍｅｎｔ; ｂｕｔ ｒａｔｈｅｒ ｔｈｅ ｆｅａｒ ｏｆ ｍｏｒｅ ｄｅｌａｙｓ ｃａｕｓｉｎｇ ｍｅ ｔｏ ｄｉｓａｐｐｏｉｎｔ ｍｙ Ａｄａｍ ａｎｄ ｈｉｓ ｃｌａｓｓｍａｔｅｓ, ｐｌｕｓ ｔｈｅ ｔｅａｃｈｅｒｓ, ｂｕｓ ｄｒｉｖｅｒｓ ａｎｄ ｏｔｈｅｒ ｃｈａｐｅｒｏｎｅｓ. Ｄｕｅ ｔｏ Ｓｃｈｏｏｌ Ｂｏａｒｄ Ｒｅｇｕｌａｔｉｏｎｓ ｔｈｉｓ ｃａｒａｖａｎ ｗａｓ ｎｏｔ ｌｅａｖｉｎｇ ｏｎ ｔｉｍｅ ｗｉｔｈｏｕｔ ｍｅ. Ｏｎｅ ｃａｎ ｉｍａｇｉｎｅ ｔｈａｔ ｔｈｉｓ ｌａｔｅｓｔ ｗｅａｔｈｅｒ ｎｅｗｓ ｃａｕｓｅｄ ｍｅ ｍｏｒｅ ｔｈａｎ ａ ｌｉｔｔｌｅ ａｎｘｉｅｔｙ ｗｈｅｎ Ｉ ｂｏａｒｄｅｄ ｔｈｅ ａｉｒｐｏｒｔ ｃｏｕｒｔｅｓｙ ｖａｎ, ｓｏ Ｉ ｗａｓ ｇｌａｄ ｔｏ ｓｅｅ ｉｔ ｗａｓｎ'ｔ ｂｕｓｙ ａｎｄ ｗｅ ｗｏｕｌｄｎ'ｔ ｈａｖｅ ｔｏ ｓｔｏｐ ａｔ ｍａｎｙ ｃｏｎｃｏｕｒｓｅｓ ｓｉｎｃｅ ｔｈｅ ｏｔｈｅｒ ｔｗｏ ｐａｓｓｅｎｇｅｒｓ ｗｅｒｅ ｆｌｉｇｈｔ ａｔｔｅｎｄａｎｔｓ. Ｈａｖｉｎｇ ｍｙｓｅｌｆ ｄｒｉｖｅｎ ｔｈｅ ｈｏｔｅｌ ａｉｒｐｏｒｔ ｃｏｕｒｔｅｓｙ ｖａｎ ａｓ ｏｎｅ ｏｆ ｍｙ ｆｉｒｓｔ ｊｏｂｓ ｎｅａｒｌｙ ｔｗｏ ｄｅｃａｄｅｓ ｅａｒｌｉｅｒ ｆｏｒ ｔｈｉｓ ｓａｍｅ ｈｏｔｅｌ ｃｈａｉｎ Ｉ ｗａｓ ｓｔａｙｉｎｇ ｗｉｔｈ, ｕｐｏｎ ｂｏａｒｄｉｎｇ Ｉ ｗａｓ ａ ｂｉｔ ｓｕｒｐｒｉｓｅｄ ｔｏ ｆｉｎｄ ｔｈｅ ｄｒｉｖｅｒ ｈａｄ ｌｅｆｔ ｔｈｅ ｒａｄｉｏ ｂｌａｒｉｎｇ ｌｏｕｄｌｙ. Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｌｙ, Ｉ ｗａｓ ｈａｐｐｙ ｗｈｅｎ ｏｎｅ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ｆｌｉｇｈｔ ａｔｔｅｎｄａｎｔｓ ｍｏｖｅｄ ｔｏｗａｒｄｓ ｔｈｅ ｅｍｐｔｙ ｄｒｉｖｅｒ'ｓ ｓｅａｔ ａｎｄ ｔｕｒｎｅｄ ｔｈｅ ｒａｄｉｏ ｏｆｆ, ｓａｙｉｎｇ ｔｏ ｈｅｒ ｓｅａｔｍａｔｅ ａｎｄ Ｉ "Ｉｔ'ｓ ｗａｙ ｔｏｏ ｅａｒｌｙ ｆｏｒ ｔｈａｔ." Ｉ ｈａｖｅ ｔｏ ａｄｍｉｔ ｔｈａｔ Ｉ ｔｏｏ ｗａｓ ｅｎｊｏｙｉｎｇ ｔｈｅ ｓｉｌｅｎｃｅ ｓｈｅ ｒｅｓｔｏｒｅｄ, ｗｈｉｌｅ Ｉ ｃｏｎｔｅｍｐｌａｔｅｄ ｔｈｅ ｔｈｕｎｄｅｒｓｔｏｒｍ'ｓ ｓｔｏｒｍ'ｓ ｔｒａｃｋ ａｎｄ ｈｏｗ ｉｔ ｍｉｇｈｔ ｉｍｐａｃｔ ｍｙ ｉｍｐｏｒｔａｎｔ ｍｉｓｓｉｏｎ Ｉ ｗａｓ ｓｏ ｉｎｔｅｎｔ ｏｎ ｄｅｌｉｖｅｒｉｎｇ. Ａｆｔｅｒ ｓｅｖｅｒａｌ ｍｉｎｕｔｅｓ ｔｈｅ ｄｒｉｖｅｒ ｒｅｔｕｒｎｅｄ ｗｉｔｈｏｕｔ ａ ｗｏｒｄ ｏｒ ｇｒｅｅｔｉｎｇ ａｓ ｈｅ ｅｎｔｅｒｅｄ ｔｈｅ ｖａｎ, ａｎｄ ｗｅ ｃｏｌｌｅｃｔｉｖｅｌｙ ｂｅｇａｎ ｏｕｒ ｓｉｌｅｎｔ, ｐｅａｃｅｆｕｌ ｊｏｕｒｎｅｙ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ａｉｒｐｏｒｔ. Ｒｉｇｈｔ ａｂｏｕｔ ｔｈｅ ｔｉｍｅ Ｉ ｆｅｌｔ ｍｙ ｏｐｔｉｍｉｓｍ ｔｈａｔ Ｉ ｗａｓ ｇｏｉｎｇ ｔｏ ｂｅ ａｂｌｅ ｔｏ ｂｅ ｔｈｅｒｅ ａｓ Ｉ ｈａｄ ｐｒｏｍｉｓｅｄ, ｔｈｅ ｄｒｉｖｅｒ ｔｕｒｎｅｄ ｔｈｅ ｒａｄｉｏ ｂａｃｋ ｏｎ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｓａｍｅ ｒａｄｉｏ ｓｔａｔｉｏｎ, ｊｕｓｔ ａｓ ｌｏｕｄ ａｓ ｂｅｆｏｒｅ, ｊａｒｒｉｎｇ ｍｅ ｂａｃｋ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｒｅａｌｉｔｙ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ｌｉｇｈｔｅｎｉｎｇ ｏｕｔ ｔｈｅ ｗｉｎｄｏｗ. Ａｔ ｔｈｉｓ ｐｏｉｎｔ ｔｈｅ ｓａｍｅ ｆｌｉｇｈｔ ａｔｔｅｎｄａｎｔ ｐｉｐｅｄ-ｕｐ ｉｎ ａ ｆｉｒｍ ｂｕｔ ｐｏｌｉｔｅ ｔｏｎｅ ａｎｄ ｓａｉｄ "Ｉｆ ｙｏｕ ｄｏｎ'ｔ ｍｉｎｄ, ｉｔ'ｓ ａ ｌｉｔｔｌｅ ｔｏｏ ｅａｒｌｙ ｆｏｒ ｔｈａｔ ｒｉｇｈｔ ｎｏｗ." Ｎｏｗ Ｉ ａｍ ａ ｆａｎ ｏｆ ａｌｌ ｍｕｓｉｃ ｇｅｎｒｅｓ ａｎｄ ａｄｍｉｔ ｍｙｓｅｌｆ ｅｎｊｏｙｉｎｇ ｌｉｓｔｅｎｉｎｇ ｔｏ ｔｈａｔ ｓａｍｅ ｓｔａｔｉｏｎ ｏｃｃａｓｉｏｎａｌｌｙ ｗｈｅｎ Ｉ'ｍ ｉｎ Ｏｒｌａｎｄｏ, Ｉ ｈａｖｅ ｔｏ ｓａｙ Ｉ ａｇｒｅｅｄ ｍｙ ｆｅｌｌｏｗ ｈｏｔｅｌ ｇｕｅｓｔ ａｔ ｔｈａｔ ｍｏｍｅｎｔ. Ｉｔ ｗａｓ ｗａｙ ｔｏｏ ｅａｒｌｙ ｆｏｒ ｓｕｃｈ ｌｏｕｄ ｍｕｓｉｃ ｗｈｅｎ ｗｅ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｖａｎ ｗｅｒｅ ｗａｋｉｎｇ ｕｐ ｅｘｔｒａ ｅａｒｌｙ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｄａｙ ｆｏｒ ｏｕｒ ｊｏｕｒｎｅｙｓ. Ｒｉｇｈｔ ａｓ Ｉ'ｍ ｔｈｉｎｋｉｎｇ ａｌｌ ｏｆ ｔｈｉｓ ｔｈｅ ｙｏｕｎｇ ｍａｎ ｔｕｒｎｅｄ ｔｈｅ ｖｏｌｕｍｅ ｄｏｗｎ ｏｎｌｙ ｖｅｒｙ ｓｌｉｇｈｔｌｙ, ａｎｄ ｉｔ ｗａｓ ｓｔｉｌｌ ｔｏｏ ｌｏｕｄ ａｓ ｆａｒ ａｓ Ｉ ｗａｓ ｃｏｎｃｅｒｎｅｄ. Ｓｏ Ｉ ｗａｓ ｎｏｔ ｓｕｒｐｒｉｓｅｄ ｗｈｅｎ ｔｈｅ ｓａｍｅ ｇｕｅｓｔ ｓｐｏｋｅ ｕｐ ａｇａｉｎ ｓａｙｉｎｇ "Ｉｆ ｙｏｕ ｄｏｎ'ｔ ｍｉｎｄ ｗｅ'ｄ ｒｅａｌｌｙ ｐｒｅｆｅｒ ｔｏ ｈａｖｅ ｉｔ ｏｆｆ." Ｔｏ ｍｙ ａｍａｚｅｍｅｎｔ, ｔｈｅ ｄｒｉｖｅｒ ｒｅｓｐｏｎｄｅｄ ｂｙ ｓａｙｉｎｇ, "Ｈｍｍ, ｗｅｌｌ Ｉ ｓｅｅ ｗｅ ｇｏｔ ｕｐ ｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｗｒｏｎｇ ｓｉｄｅ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ｂｅｄ ｔｈｉｓ ｍｏｒｎｉｎｇ, ｄｉｄｎ'ｔ ｗｅ?" ｔｕｒｎｉｎｇ ｔｈｅ ｖｏｌｕｍｅ ｄｏｗｎ ｓｌｉｇｈｔｌｙ ｆｕｒｔｈｅｒ. Ｕｓｕａｌｌｙ, Ｉ ｔｒｙ ｔｏ ｍｉｎｄ ｍｙ ｏｗｎ ｂｕｓｉｎｅｓｓ ｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｒｏａｄ ａｎｄ ｔｏ ａｖｏｉｄ ｃｏｎｆｒｏｎｔａｔｉｏｎｓ ａｔ ａｎｙ ｃｏｓｔ, ｂｕｔ ｉｎ ｔｈｉｓ ｃａｓｅ Ｉ ｆｅｌｔ ｃｏｍｐｅｌｌｅｄ ｔｏ ｓａｙ "Ｉ ｂｅｌｉｅｖｅ ｔｈｅ ｌａｄｙ ａｓｋｅｄ ｆｏｒ ｔｈｅ ｒａｄｉｏ ｔｏ ｂｅ ｏｆｆ!" Ｔｈｉｓ ｃｏｍｍｅｎｔ ｅｎｄｅｄ ｆｕｒｔｈｅｒ ｄｉａｌｏｇｕｅ ｗｉｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｄｒｉｖｅｒ, ｗｈｏ ｃｏｍｐｌｉｅｄ ｗｉｔｈ ｏｕｒ ｎｏｗ-ｍｕｔｕａｌ ｒｅｑｕｅｓｔｓ, ａｎｄ ｗｈｏｍ Ｉ ａｍ ｓｕｒｅ ｓｐｅｎｔ ｔｈｅ ｒｅｓｔ ｏｆ ｔｈａｔ ａｉｒｐｏｒｔ ｒｕｎ ｔｈｉｎｋｉｎｇ ａｂｏｕｔ ｔｈｅ ｔｗｏ ｄｉｆｆｉｃｕｌｔ, ｃｒａｎｋｙ ｇｕｅｓｔｓ ｈｅ'ｄ ｅｎｄｅｄ ｕｐ ｗｉｔｈ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｖａｎ ｔｈｉｓ ｍｏｒｎｉｎｇ. Ｂｕｔ ｍｙ ｒｅｍａｒｋｓ ａｌｓｏ ｂｒｏｋｅ ｔｈｅ ｉｃｅ ｗｉｔｈ ｔｈａｔ ｆｌｉｇｈｔ ａｔｔｅｎｄａｎｔ, ｗｈｏ ｅｘｐｒｅｓｓｅｄ ａｐｐｒｅｃｉａｔｉｏｎ ｔｈａｔ Ｉ ｓｐｏｋｅ ｕｐ ｆｏｒ ｈｅｒ. Ｓｈｅ ａｓｋｅｄ ｗｈｅｒｅ Ｉ ｗａｓ ｄｅｐａｒｔｉｎｇ ｔｏ ａｎｄ Ｉ ｒｅｃｉｐｒｏｃａｔｅｄ ｂｙ ｐｏｌｉｔｅｌｙ ａｓｋｉｎｇ ｗｈａｔ ｆｌｉｇｈｔｓ ｓｈｅ ｗａｓ ｗｏｒｋｉｎｇ ｔｈａｔ ｄａｙ ｉｎ ｈｅｒ ｆｌｉｇｈｔ ａｔｔｅｎｄａｎｔ ｒｏｌｅ. Ａｓ ｗｅ ｄｒｏｖｅ ｏｎ ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ ｔｈｅ ｒａｉｎ ａｓ Ｉ ｌｉｓｔｅｎｅｄ ｓｈｅ ｅｘｐｌａｉｎｅｄ ｈｏｗ ｓｈｅ ｗａｓ ｗｏｒｋｉｎｇ ａｎ ｉｎｔｅｒｎａｔｉｏｎａｌ ｆｌｉｇｈｔ ａｎｄ ｈａｄ ｊｕｓｔ ｆｏｕｎｄ ｏｕｔ ｈｏｕｒｓ ｂｅｆｏｒｅ ｈｅｒ ｍｏｔｈｅｒ ｈａｄ ｐａｓｓｅｄ ａｗａｙ ｕｎｅｘｐｅｃｔｅｄｌｙ. Ａｓ ａｎ ｏｎｌｙ ｃｈｉｌｄ, ｓｈｅ ａｄｄｅｄ, ｉｔ ｆｅｌｌ ｏｎ ｈｅｒ ｔｏ ｍａｋｅ ａｌｌ ｔｈｅ ａｒｒａｎｇｅｍｅｎｔｓ ｆｏｒ ｔｈｉｓ ｕｎｐｌａｎｎｅｄ ａｎｄ ｕｎｅｘｐｅｃｔｅｄ ｆｕｎｅｒａｌ, ａｎｄ ｔｈａｔ ｓｈｅ ｆｉｒｓｔ ｈａｄ ｔｏ ｇｅｔ ｂａｃｋ ｈｏｍｅ ｔｏ Ｌｏｎｄｏｎ ｔｏ ｐｉｃｋ ｕｐ ｓｏｍｅ ｄｏｃｕｍｅｎｔｓ ａｎｄ ｔｈｅｎ ｈａｄ ｔｏ ｍａｋｅ ｉｔ ｔｏ Ｓｉｄｎｅｙ, Ａｕｓｔｒａｌｉａ, ｈｏｐｅｆｕｌｌｙ ｗｉｔｈｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｓａｍｅ ｃａｌｅｎｄａｒ ｄａｙ ｏｆ ｔｈｉｓ ｖｅｒｙ ｍｏｒｎｉｎｇ. Ｗｏｗ, ｗｈａｔ ａ ｓｔｏｒｙ ｔｈａｔ ｗａｓ ａｎｄ Ｉ ｃｏｕｌｄ ｊｕｓｔ ｉｍａｇｉｎｅ ｈｏｗ ｍｕｃｈ ｌｏｎｇｅｒ ｈｅｒ ｄａｙ ｗａｓ ｇｏｉｎｇ ｔｏ ｂｅ ｅｖｅｎ ｔｈａｎ ｍｉｎｅ ａｆｔｅｒ ａｌｌ ｔｈｉｓ ｔｒａｖｅｌ ｄｕｒｅｓｓ. Ａｆｔｅｒ ｍｙ ａｉｒｐｏｒｔ ｖａｎ-ｍａｔｅ'ｓ ｃｏｍｍｅｎｔ, ａｌｌ ｏｆ ｍｙ ｗｏｒｒｉｅｓ ａｎｄ ａｎｘｉｅｔｉｅｓ ｗｅｒｅ ｌｉｆｔｅｄ. Ｆｕｎｎｙ ａｌｓｏ ｔｈａｔ ｒｉｇｈｔ ａｂｏｕｔ ｔｈａｔ ｔｉｍｅ ｖｅｒｙ ｍｏｍｅｎｔ ｉｎ ｔｉｍｅ ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ ｔｈｅ ｌｉｇｈｔｅｎｉｎｇ ｓｔｏｐｐｅｄ, ｔｈｅ ｒａｉｎ ｓｌｏｗｅｄ ａｎｄ ｂｅｆｏｒｅ ｌｏｎｇ Ｉ ｈａｄ ｃｌｅａｒｅｄ ＴＳＡ ｓｅｃｕｒｉｔｙ ａｎｄ ｗａｓ ｏｎｂｏａｒｄ ｍｙ ｆｌｉｇｈｔ ｈｏｍｅ ｔｏ Ｆｔ. Ｌａｕｄｅｒｄａｌｅ, ｗｈｉｃｈ ｔｈａｎｋｆｕｌｌｙ ｔｏｏｋ ｏｆｆ ｒｉｇｈｔ ｏｎ ｔｉｍｅ ｄｅｓｐｉｔｅ ｔｈｅ ｔｏｒｎａｄｏ ｗａｒｎｉｎｇ. Ｎｏｔ ｌｏｎｇ ａｆｔｅｒ, ａｎｄ ｗｉｔｈｏｕｔ ａ ｍｉｎｕｔｅ ｔｏ ｓｐａｒｅ, Ｉ ｆｏｕｎｄ ｍｙｓｅｌｆ ｗａｌｋｉｎｇ ｕｐ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｓｃｈｏｏｌ ｅｎｔｒａｎｃｅ ａｔ ｔｈｅ ｅｘａｃｔ ｍｏｍｅｎｔ ｔｈａｔ ｔｈｒｅｅ ｙｅｌｌｏｗ ｓｃｈｏｏｌ ｂｕｓｅｓ ｐｕｌｌｅｄ ｕｐ ｔｏ ｃｏｌｌｅｃｔ ｏｕｒ ｓｅｃｏｎｄ ｇｒａｄｅｒｓ. Ｔｈｅｒｅ ｗａｓ ｍｙ Ａｄａｍ ｂｒｅａｋｉｎｇ ｒａｎｋｓ ｆｒｏｍ ｈｉｓ ｃｌａｓｓ ｌｉｎｅ ａｎｄ ｒｕｎｎｉｎｇ ｔｏｗａｒｄｓ ｍｅ ｆｏｒ ｈｉｓ ｕｓｕａｌ ｂｅａｒ ｈｕｇ, ｗｈｉｃｈ Ｉ ｋｎｅｗ ｔｏ ｂｒａｃｅ ｍｙｓｅｌｆ ｆｏｒ. Ｄｅｓｐｉｔｅ ｈｏｗ ｃｏｍｐｌｅｔｅｌｙ ｅｘｈａｕｓｔｅｄ Ｉ ｆｅｌｔ ａｔ ｔｈａｔ ｍｏｍｅｎｔ, ｔｈｅ ｋｉｄｓ ｉｍｍｅｄｉａｔｅｌｙ ｓｅｅｍｅｄ ｔｏ ｒｅ-ｅｎｅｒｇｉｚｅ ｍｅ ａｓ ｔｈｅｙ ｗｅｌｃｏｍｅｄ "Ｍｒ. Ｄｏｕｇｌａｓ" ａｓ Ｉ ｗａｓ ｃａｌｌｅｄ ａｔ ｔｈａｔ ｔｉｍｅ. Ａｓ ｏｕｒ ｆｕｎ-ｆｉｌｌｅｄ ｄａｙ ｐｒｏｇｒｅｓｓｅｄ, Ｉ ｃｏｕｌｄｎ'ｔ ｈｅｌｐ ｂｕｔ ｔｈｉｎｋｉｎｇ ｂａｃｋ ｔｏ ｔｈａｔ ｏｔｈｅｒ "ｃｒａｎｋｙ" ｇｕｅｓｔ Ｉ'ｄ ｍｅｔ ｔｈａｔ ｍｏｒｎｉｎｇ ｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｈｏｔｅｌ ｖａｎ, ａｎｄ ｈｏｐｉｎｇ ｔｈａｔ ｓｈｅ, ｔｏｏ, ｗｏｕｌｄ ｂｅ ｈｕｇｇｉｎｇ ｃｌｏｓｅｌｙ ｈｅｒ ｆａｍｉｌｙ ａｎｄ ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ ｖｅｒｙ, ｖｅｒｙ ｓｏｏｎ. Ｉ ｗｏｎｄｅｒｅｄ ａｌｓｏ ａｂｏｕｔ ｔｈａｔ ｖａｎ ｄｒｉｖｅｒ, ａｎｄ ｗｈａｔ ｈｉｓ ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔｓ ｍｉｇｈｔ ｈａｖｅ ｂｅｅｎ ａｂｏｕｔ ｈｉｓ ｔｗｏ ｓｅｅｍｉｎｇｌｙ "ｄｉｆｆｉｃｕｌｔ" ｇｕｅｓｔｓ, ｗｈｏ ｒｅａｌｌｙ ｊｕｓｔ ｗａｎｔｅｄ ｔｏ ｒｉｄｅ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ａｉｒｐｏｒｔ ｉｎ ｑｕｉｔ ｃｏｎｔｅｍｐｌａｔｉｏｎ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｅａｒｌｙ ｍｏｒｎｉｎｇ ｒａｉｎ. - Ｄｏｕｇ Ｋｅｎｎｅｄｙ - Ｍａｙ 15, 2013 |
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