Well... we packed our suitcases & then unpacked them the very next day... but not in our cruise ship cabin in Europe. We unpacked them at home since we never left!
As you know, Bob is a State Farm agent. He qualified for this incentive trip... a Meditteranean cruise to Spain, France & Italy. Most agents don't qualify for these trips, as it involves a lot of selling. In fact, only about 30% of the agents all over the US qualify for these trips. He qualifies every year though & I appreciate how hard he works every day for us. Not only does it allow me to play around & not work...or uhh teach Zumba as I please... but it gives us the opportunity to take AMAZING trips around the world.
Every year, there are 4-5 weeks in a row of travel for the State Farm agents that qualify... to travel to the destination along with their region. Our region is made up of agents & management from Missouri & a couple other states. The charter flight was to be filled with only State Farm people going to Barcelona, where we'd board a Holland American cruise ship... which would also be only State Farm people on the ship.
Is anyone even following my random thoughts here?? I'm not even sure I am.
So Tuesday evening, we left for the airport. We parked our car, took a shuttle to the terminal & right as we were walking into the airport another agent stopped us & told us to go home. We laughed & thought he was kidding. But no... he wasn't. Said our chartered plane had a cracked windshield and they told everyone to leave & come back the next day. They were going to fly us all out at 3:45 to Nice, France where we'd meet up with the ship... when they were making their first stop after starting in Barcelona with the rest of our region.
So, we took the shuttle back to our car & the nice lady at the window said she'd waive our fee to park there (for all of about 20 minutes) since our flight was cancelled.
No big deal... things happen. So glad they found the cracked windshield BEFORE we left & not in the middle of a 9-hour flight above nothing but ocean. And besides, we were at home... not in some other city. So it could've been worse. Some people who don't live in or close to St Louis & drove here from other cities had to spend the night at the airport hotel. We got to spend the night in our own house, in our own beds. And I even got to get up & take my early spin class that I would've missed had I not been here.
Positive right? Glass half empty or half full? Wine glass, that is. LOL
However... as we were driving to the airport yesterday, Bob got a call from his agency manager, who was already at the airport, and he told him that our entire week just got cancelled. Evidently France wasn't going to let our chartered flight land at this new time & the cruise ship wasn't going to wait for us to get there either.
Nice, but at least we hadn't driven all the way to the airport this time.
So... part of our region is currently sailing the Meditteranean. The Missouri people, however, are sitting at home waiting to hear from State Farm where/when they're going to send us to make up for all this.
Craziness, I know. But... it is what it is. The joys of traveling!
And if you're sitting at home... may as well go do Zumba.
So that's what I did this morning.
Total shocker, I know...