hubris hurts

This is a story of pushing the envelope way to far, not listening to advice you don’t want to hear.

We’ve been to a lot of airports, I noticed something. Dad, is there place for humans to sleep in airport, for me got my carrier. I’m snug as a bug in a rug there. “Well the answer is no.” Has is ever happened to you? “Twice. One was snow storm of the century, the other was an overly ambitious act on my part.”

Briefly lived in Panama and we’re connecting from Peru to Bogota then onto PTY. As we checked in at Cusco, gate agent says “You should stay here. There’s a good chance your connection will be canceled. Do you have Colombia entry papers for the dog?”

“Panama yes, Colombia, no.”

“Well get on that plane, you’ll likely spend night on Bogota El Dorado floor.”

“Put us on plane to BOG. Twink we’ve always figured it out, we’re going to figure it out tonight.”

Well just look at the picture to figure out what happened. I think he packed the blindfold.

It was six hours of pure hell. This is a top three dangerous places in THE WORLD. Dad had one hand on me, one hand on computer bag. I slept great. Believe it or not, this would be the least of our torture on that trip. See ‘Bureau-crazy.’