In a perfect world, I would be leaving for the airport now to make my 2:20 pm flight to Dallas, and then make my 7:35 pm connecting flight to Buenos Aires. Alas, this is not a perfect world. I’m sitting at my dining room table using my mom’s laptop (mine is packed), furiously texting members of the group and searching for tickets online while  listening to the horrid music American Airlines plays when they put people on hold. Did I mention I’ve been on hold for over an hour? And that’s only after I called no fewer than eight times and was disconnected each time. Well, that’s not true. One of those times I got in touch with a rep, who then hung up on me. Lovely. 

IF I get through to an agent (either on the phone or in person, as my parents and I about to leave for the airport to practice our standing skills, test our patience, and exercise our vocal cords) I’m going to try to book a nonstop flight leaving JFK at 10 pm on the 28th. Wish me luck!