The Post that should have never happened

so Ang thought that this would be a story that she wouldn't want to share for a very long time, but i thought it was perfect to put on the blog so i decided to write it. 2 questions:

have you ever been sooooo sure of something before, and everyone knows it, and then you are wrong?

AND

have you almost missed a flight?

so i thought i knew what i was talking about. i had looked at our tickets numerous times, and had been asked many times when our flight left Iceland. I said 6:05. I was sure of it. our friends told us that we should be at the airport 2 hours before, so we were getting ready to leave Reykjavik to the airport (45 minutes away......more when it is snowing, slushy, and rush hour traffic :)

then i decided to look online to make sure that our flight was on time. NOTE Ang had asked me to check to make sure of our flight times online, but i forgot as we spent our last day a lot with people and packing, so i never did it. Besides I WAS SURE.

Anyhow, i found out our flight was at 5:05 not 6:05 so we all said quick goodbyes and ran out the door. thankfully we were ready. so we hurry down to the airport, check in with the very cold lady, say goodbye to our friend Unnar, and go through customs. we now have 50 minutes before our flight leaves.  Elliot needs to change, Isaac has to pee, boys need food, Ang considers more food, and I have to change some money over, so that all took time. We both had a feeling that we should go straight to the gate but didn't. I tried hurrying us along. I went to the signs and saw that it said "GO TO GATE" so i try making all these arm gestures to Ang and Isaac to hurry up. Finally we are all together walking to our gate....no cart for our 3 carry-ons, 2 backpacks and 2 boys. so as we make our way towards our gate (almost the last gate in the building) we hear them say "last call" and  "final call" before we reach the passport control.

Elliot starts running through the security door, while i am panting from Running carrying 2 bags and Elliot, trying to explain to this guy why we were in his country for 2 1/2 months without jobs. it didn't take too long, but he is a slow stamper. we get through security to the stairs, and we hear "Gate 32 to NY is now closing. i run as fast as i can, and literally get my foot in the door as it is closing, I give them our passports and explain that my wife and other son our a minute behind us. we all get through, and the guy tells us to take the staff elevator up to be quicker. when we get out there is a glass wall in front with a sharp left turn where we are suppose to go that isn't super obvious at first....so we had another 2nd of panic. then we see where we are supposed to go. last people getting on in front of us, but we pass them.. NICE. so here we are on the plane eyes wide, sweaty, 2 kids, Elliot crying, tonnes of luggage, everyone staring....LAST ROW. :) so we got to pass by everyone in our disheveled state. after about 15 minutes we had relaxed, and I could laugh about it. Never again will we do that. it was crazy.

Lesson learned: when you are sure that you are right about something...double check it, then check it again, then get someone else to.

Also, Trust Your instincts.

A.J.

p.s. Isaac wanted to type something so i told him he could. here he is:

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;)