To Africa and Back
I guess it takes an occurrence entirely out of my hands to make me realize how unpredictable life and travel can be. Don’t worry, it’s nothing too dramatic, but only hours after deciding my exact flight itinerary, I had to deal with a lost credit card. Nothing charged, so it’s doubtfully stolen, but nonetheless, the inconvenience really comes from not being able to immediately book my flight.
I can’t help but conjure up a thousand problems that will go wrong between now and the new credit card’s arrival that will somehow ruin my trip.
What if the price goes even higher than before? Like, above $1900?
What if I can’t get the flights I want?
What if my 15-hour layover in Paris is eliminated because the flight fills up?
Worse, what if all the flights fill up, and I have no way of getting there?
Of course, with two and a half months between now and Africa, it’s highly unlikely the last “what if” will come to fruition, but it’s still in the back of my mind. Fortunately, I am completely incapable of doing anything to remedy this mess, so all I can do is wait. And while I’ve never been a fan of waiting, this will hopefully teach me a lesson (on the other side of this setback, of course) that things will work themselves out.
And I don’t need to be in control of everything.