When you're planning on going on any sort of trip or vacation, make sure that you actually know when your flight leaves.
The trip to Italy is my first time out of the country, and I'm the first one in my family to travel that far. Obviously I was excited- so excited that I thought that I was leaving on June 6th.
When that day came I said my goodbyes (my mom's a crier) and ate my last 'American' meal at Portillos. Then I got a ride to the airport and text the group message, where the following dialogue took place:
Me: Is anyone at the airport? Or really close?
Lexi: At the airport???
Me: I'm here.... a lil lost though lol
Lexi: Nooo!!! We leave tomorrow
................................We leave TOMORROW?
I wanted to cry.
Good Lord, I was embarrassed. Who shows up to the airport AN ENTIRE DAY EARLY??? Obviously I couldn't stay there, so I had to call my mom, and I could tell that she had still been crying. "Hey, I'm coming back!" was the only thing that I could think of to say.