I have a roommate who has been waiting for a missionary. She kept it pretty quiet and I didn’t even know about it until a few months ago. Well…he flew home last night but he wasn’t flying to Phoenix. She has long ago decided that she wasn’t going to be able to make it to the airport to welcome him home. We were sitting at the house last night around 9 pm and she was totally (and I am not exaggerating!) freaking out that he was almost home, scheduled to land in Tucson at 10:30 pm. We tried to find the tracker online so that she could watch his flight from LA to Tucson…but we were unsuccessful.
INSTEAD we convinced her that she really didn’t have a good reason to just not be at the airport herself. Sure she had a paper to write and school at 8 am (or was it 9 am???) anyway we reminded her that you only live once so do your hair and get in the car! We met our other roommate on her way home from work in a random parking lot…she parked her car and hopped in with us and we were off. Just 100 or so miles to go and we would be there...we missed the landing (50 miles out still) but he was still at the airport when we arrived.
It was a super fast trip that was totally unplanned but we had a good time and it makes a great memory. We are all quite a bit tired this morning, but we had FUN!
Here are my roommates in the back seat on the way home…such a good time!