he said. she said. a married couple's blog.

OK, so Jess was going to write about this, but I've beaten her to it. She's in the shower, washing off the stink that is a day of travelling.

The day started off well enough. We both went to work, our bags were packed, and we were going to leave from the office. Fine.

Except that in my rush to leave the office, I happened to forget the laptop. Didn't find out I left it until a coworker called me as we were pulling into the airport. We thought about turning around, but then decided just to leave it. It ended up that another coworker that lives near the airport (which is about 40 minutes away from the office), was willing to come and drop it off. Excellent. We didn't even have to wait that long. By the time we checked our bags and walked to find a snack, she was there.

Awesome. Our trip just had its snag, and it was over before the trip even began.

But that was just the beginning.

The flight was fine. We even got in 30 minutes early. Except that we had to wait another 20 or so for our luggage to come on the belt.

So as we're waiting, we think we see one of our bags coming. Until some old guy, who is completely disheveled, decides that it's his bag. He grabs it, checks the ticket, says, "Yup," and proceeds to high-tail it out of the airport. I think, "Well, he checked the ticket, said, 'Yup,' and walked out, so it must not have been our bag." Jess was insisting that the guy stole our bag. I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt.

But it was our bag.

We get our other bag and are waiting and waiting for the big one to come off. No dice. So we finally give up and head into the baggage office. As we're in there waiting in line, I turn around and see the guy. He's now carting another bag, A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT COLORED BAG, out, and there's ours sitting by the baggage belt.

Nice.

But we're still ahead of schedule, so I'm happy.

We have no problems getting the rental car, and head for the hotel. Then the ray of sunshine:

THERE'S A SONIC PRACTICALLY IN THE HOTEL PARKING LOT!!!!

Now, Jess and I LOVE Sonic. More than words can express at this particular moment. I can't tell you what I would do at any given time for a cherry limeade. Perfect.

So we check in. No problems. Literally drop our stuff off in the room and head for the Sonic.

More issues.

All we want is a little snack and some cherry limeades. Shouldn't be a big deal, right? Just a small popcorn chicken and some cheese fries. Evidently this was a big deal for them. It took 15 minutes or so to get our order. Was the order ok? No. We got Cokes instead of cherry limeades, my cheese fries must have been out for an hour before they brought them to us, and they completely left out the dipping sauce for the chicken.

So after we finally got the limeades, we headed back to the room. It's now 2:30 in the morning to us (11:30 out here), and we're completely exhausted from the day. Hopefully we got all the snags in one day. Updates to come if we didn't.

UPDATE: We were awoken at 3:00 AM by what had to be either a prostitute or an actress, because the woman in the room next to us should win an academy award. I've never heard anyone moan and scream like that. We had to turn the TV on to drown it out.

Then the alarm went off at 3:30.