I just made the Kessel Run

Maybe not the Kessel run, but certainly the Louisiana equivalent! Maybe I should back up a bit.

My daughter decided she wants to visit some colleges in the Northeast. My wife and I aren’t really excited about her moving that far away for college, so we conspired to send her during what could be the worst time of year - February. That was solid advice from a friend of mine who went to school up there. It should be cold and dreary with none of the joy seen around Christmas. Perfect!

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In support of this plan, my wife found round-trip tickets from New Orleans to New York for an excellent price and I spent a good chunk of my earned hotel points to get them a hotel for a week. Part of what made the flight so cheap is the departure time - 7:00 am.

So, today’s dilemma was how to get my wife and daughter to New Orleans and still get my son to school. I decided that a taxi would be too expensive and I didn’t want to pay for parking for a week, so I figured my only option was to drive them myself. We called in a favor to get my son a ride to school.

I planned to drive back to Louisiana yesterday afternoon, but work conspired against me and I didn’t leave until almost five. Despite a major slowdown due to construction and two wrecks on I-10, I still managed to make it home in less than five hours. That wasn’t a record, but it was a solid showing given the non-stop drizzle and rain. The ladies were still packing when I got home, so I set an alarm and headed straight to bed.

Then I missed the alarm.

We all missed our alarms.

I awoke at 4:15. We were supposed to be on the road at 4:30. While we didn’t make the 4:30 deadline, we did make the 4:45 fallback departure time. After we loaded up, the ladies went to sleep while I put the hammer down. Our little Outback made excellent time despite the I-10 left-lane nannies. I pulled up to the terminal and dropped them off. The curbside check-in line was probably 50 people deep, but they had plenty of time to get through check-in and security.

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I drove away with a smile on my face. Did I beat 12 parsecs? Probably not. But my ladies made their flight and are off to brave the bad weather in New York. Cold and windy? Perfect. :)

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