It had to happen sooner or later. We’re halfway through our third trip around the world and we finally screwed something up.
Have you ever seen the TV show called “Kangaroo Dundee?”
It’s about a guy in Alice Springs, Northern Territory, who rescues orphaned baby kangaroos, raises them on his private sanctuary, and teaches them how to be kangaroos before releasing them back into the bush.
Jamie has always wanted to hold a baby kangaroo, so we scheduled a flight to Alice Springs on November 21. Our friends Ken is driving us to the airport, so I got online a couple days ago to find out what time our flight was.
That’s when I discovered that our tickets were for November 8. In case you are as chronologically challenged as we seem to be, that was two weeks ago. We’re not sure how we screwed this up, because we both had it on our calendars for November 21.
But no problem. We made new reservations and are now scheduled to fly to Alice Springs on, you guessed it, November 21.
We’ve always been amazed that all our complex, convoluted travel plans have come off without a hitch. In two and a half trips around the world, we always managed to arrive at the airport on the right day and at the right time. Just one out of dozens of flights didn’t depart on schedule. All our hotel rooms were ready when we arrived. All our rental cars were ready and waiting for us.
In fact, everything has worked out so exceptionally well that I did a story about it at the end of our last trip.
I will clearly not be doing a similar story at the end of this trip.