Dream Journal
B and I headed to the airport with our arms full of luggage. We were going to go to a different country to celebrate our anniversary. The lobby of the airport was very large and made out of glass.
The line was extremely long in the airport. We stood in line for a very long time and got distracted a few times. We poked around in a few gift shops and helped a little girl find her mother. We had been in the airport a very long time.
By the time we got to the ticketing counter, the woman behind the counter informed us that our flight had left not more than a half hour ago. We were devastated.
She then told us that there was another flight scheduled to that country for later that night, and it would be no charge to switch our tickets. I was very happy that we would still be able to go.
Themes: Airplane/Airport, B