Who's The Rookie

When we were getting on our flight for Dallas yesterday a guy walked on the plane a little late and asked a guy in the row in front of me if he should put his stuff in the overhead bin. "You can if you want, I don't care." the guy said. Turns out the dude was flying for the first time in his life. I got to thinking about being a travel rookie, about my first flight when I was a little kid and how I take travel stuff for granted now, I don't even get excited to fly all that much anymore. That was before we landed.....

Just as we were taxiing at DFW, I was putting stuff in my bag when I realized I had something in there that I shouldn't. In fact it was scary I got it on the flight. Turns out I was packing my knife, the nice huge one I use all summer. I got it through the X-ray machine. Not cool.

We land at DFW and head to Starbucks. We get to the gate and they are boarding, I reach in my bag...and I've lost my boarding pass. It had slipped out of my bag so I had to ask for another one. I'm a dork but its not that bad I guess.

Today we were leaving Lexington and on our flight to Chicago when I reach in my bag for my journal.....and realize I left it in the rental car. Nice.

Other than that I think I've done pretty good on this trip. I've learned a lot, we've had some good conversations, I've journaled a lot, though now that journal is sitting at Budget Rent a Car and I feel naked without it. Now if I can just get back to Joplin without screwing anything else up.....