I-95

Waking up in DC was not what I had planned for today but it was my reality. Our first order of business was securing mom’s bag back at IAD. We did okay for us, especially after a late night and made it to the airport by 10:15 am. I had asked previously if there was any sense in calling in the morning to check on the status of the bag. The baggage agent told me no because the automated system was unlikely to get it right. Comforting.

Upon arrival in the baggage area I cruised for mom’s bag. I didn’t find it. I again went to the baggage agent. She looked it up and informed me that it was on the ground in Philadelphia. I couldn’t help but laugh. Mom gave the woman some tone. She didn’t seem excited about processing the delivery claim. In the nicest way possible I explained to her my day yesterday and that she was going to process the claim. Eventually she relented. What I found interesting about this is that she didn’t want to process the claim herself because IAD would have to “pay” for the “lost” bag. In reality IAD is the airport that screwed up our flights and the bags, so in my mind, they should have pay to for it.

We eventually got on the road to Granny and Pop’s. It took us around 4 hours to make the drive. There was a bit of memorial day traffic which extended the drive some but it wasn’t nearly as bad as it could have been.

Shortly after making it to Moorestown I took a nap. Shocker, I know. We then went to dinner at Perkins with Granny, Pop, Ben and Judy. I love Perkins. As mentioned in previous posts it's a total old person's place but the food is good, cheap and has large portions. Ben, Judy, mom and I then wrapped up the day by bowling a few games. None of us played particularly well but we still had a very nice time. It’s now after 1 am and I’m beat.

Night,

Katy