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Plan Versus Reality

The Plan:
            10 days in the Pacific Northwest
            A good fare on a new airline
            Checking two suitcases . . . both of which make it to Seattle
            A quick stop in Denver to drop off passengers
            An hour-long layover in Salt Lake City
            Arriving in Seattle in time for dinner with family

The Reality:
            10 days in the Pacific Northwest
            A good fare on a new airline
            Leaving Atlanta 52 minutes late
            An unplanned change of planes in Denver
            Leaving Denver 70 minutes late
            Missing my connection in Salt Lake City
            A two hour layover in Salt Lake City
            A re-routed flight to Phoenix
            Exiting the plane in Phoenix then immediately re-boarding it
            Arriving in Seattle the next day

But both of my bags made it!

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