Â Â Â Â Thanks to a perfect storm of travel disruptions in Europe and the vagaries of standby “buddy passes”, we spent seven “last nights in Europe” one summer. Our unplanned itinerary took us from sold-out flights in Nice, to Paris, to Brussels, evidently in concert with hundreds of other standby passengers looking to get home. We finally settled in Amsterdam, a location we never planned to visit, but one which we enjoyed when we weren’t worried aboug an aging father and elderdogs back home who just didn’t understand.
We’ve all had that trip in one way or another. After the exciting Type-A hustle of planning every last detail, you arrive at your point of departure only to find that a flight has been cancelled, or you arrive at your destination while your bags merrily take a different trip without you. What happens? All of a sudden, you notice that everyone around you is full of purpose, busy tapping their Blackberries, meeting friends, moving on and you are still there, stuck, waiting. (more…)