That vacation I needed so badly started today. Let’s just hope it doesn’t end the way it started.
Due to the change in plans made by Northwest Airlines, we were up at 4 AM for a 6 AM flight. We left Hartford on time for the first leg of our trip. When we arrived in Detroit on time at gate A3, we had to get a wheelchair to get me to the next departure gate of A76 or we would have missed the plane. Talk about tight timing! Not good for the gal with fibromyalgia. The flight to Minneapolis was okay until we got off the plane. That’s when “disaster” struck!
I had placed the remnants of my diet Snapple, in what appeared to be a tightly closed screw cap, across the top of my carry-on tote to disembark. Apparently the top was not as secure as I imagined, because about 5 minutes later, I discovered my canvas bag felt wet. I grabbed the bottle and was relieved to see most of the contents were still in it. It didn’t look like a serious problem. But, as we all know, looks can be deceiving. and boy, was I ever deceived!
I headed to the restroom – you know everyone makes that mad dash when the get off a plane – and after taking care of my needs, turned my attention to the canvas bag. Oh my God! How could 2 ounces of diet iced tea get so many things wet? The case of CD’s, my paperback book, the cell phone and last, but certainly not least, my digital camera! I mopped up with paper towels as best I could without unpacking everything on the sink counter (which was wetter than the tote). My poor husband nearly had a coronary when I came out of the restroom and told him the damage was a tiny bit worse than anticipated. Especially when the cell phone and the camera would not work. At least we had time to eat before our third and final leg.
That last flight from Minneapolis to Bozeman, MT was a killer. The planes may be “wide bodies” but the seats certainly aren’t! Due to the limited activity I have with fibromyalgia, I fully admit to having become a much wider body than I like. So the airlines and I have much different views about the adequate width of a seat. But I’ll stop whining because I really hate whiners, present company excluded. My dear husband was not in a particularly good mood – can’t see why not. Anyway, we made it to Montana safe if not totally sound. Got the luggage, which actually followed us through all of those legs, and a rental car.
First stop: WalMart SuperCenter in Butte, MT. Stock up on some little things: bottled water, styrofoam cooler, digital camera and media cards. Come on, you didn’t expect me to go on vacation in two national parks without a camera, did you? I love photography, even if I am an amateur. I think I have a pretty good eye. Maybe I’ll share a pic with you someday. Gratefully, leaving the phone on seemed to dry it out or something. It decided to cooperate and go back to work. Short lived vacation for Mr Cell Phone!
Once done with our shopping spree, we put some music in the single CD player (thank God we brought CD’s with us – no satellite radio in the rental – and headed off on I90 west at 75 mph. That’s the speed limit out here, in case you didn’t know. We’re good, law-abiding citizens who figured a speeding ticket wouldn’t improve this day. The music did, though, after a thorough wiping off on the pants to dry off lingering iced tea. First a little “Best of Abba,” which is our traditional first vacation CD; then on to some of the greatest hits of John Denver – you have to listen to “Wild Montana Sky” when you’re hurtling across Montana; finished up with the best of Gordon Lightfoot (“Gord’s Gold), which got us to the hotel in Missoula, MT.
Hallelujah!!! Time to stop moving. There’s only so much forward movement a body can take, whether in a plane, in a car or even walking before there is a time when it must stop. It must be like athletes describe, except that my wall is far shorted and much closer than theirs. It’s time to stop writing, stop thinking, stop being awake and say a little prayer that all the insanity for this vacation was used up today. So please, say a prayer for us if you will. We need all the help we can get on this one. Meanwhile, I’ll get some much needed sleep. That’s important for a fibro body – and it will give the rest of the things from that canvas bag time to dry!!