so what better way to spend your saturday night than in the minneapolis airport awaiting your fate with customs. here’s the skinny. i had to book my trip a day earlier than my normal sunday travel to guarantee a nights sleep. i convinced myself this was a great way to check out the vancouver scene. after all, i haven’t been here in almost four years and even then i didn’t get a chance to leave my hotel much. fine, fly out in saturday it is.
well i’m leaving for my flight and making my way to the airport when i hit obstacle #1: killer traffic. yes, i know you’re thinking “kate, you live in atlanta. of course there’s traffic.” well, not usually on a saturday afternoon at 3:30. ah well, i get through it only to realize (thanks to the hubs) that i’ve left my passport. obstacle #2: must make frantic exit off interstate and meet alex to grab passport and travel docs. i’m panicking about being late but i actually make it to the airport.
giant sigh of relief.
but no, there’s more. obstacle #3: my passport is in my maiden name. my ticket is in my married name. i have a copy of my marriage certificate for documentation but the gate agent doesn’t know if this is enough to verify my name change. WHAT???!!!! apparantly i should have brought the original. i pretty much only travel with copies of important documents that are the only originals in existance.
so i’m freaking out a bit. i’m just sitting here in minneapolis waiting for the call to check passports. even if i make it through here i’m going to be super nervous in cananda. i don’t want to get stuck in the vancouver airport. it freaks me out. there are random stuffed giant mammoths that i don’t want to cuddle with.
UPDATE: After being stressed for 10 hours, the canadian customs lady did not give a second look to the copy of my marriage license. i would like to kick the counter man in atlanta’s butt for freaking me out.