Once upon a time there was a family of three: A mommy, a daddy, and their son. (We’ll call them the Enler family because it’s easier to use a made-up name than to repeatedly call them “the family”).
The Enlers liked to go on cross-country trips, camping and exploring along the way. They tried their best to plan ahead for the unexpected, but that’s the problem with the unexpected… it’s difficult to plan for.
They did their utmost to go with the flow, adjusting and adapting when they ran into minor issues, but nothing could have prepared them for the series of unfortunate events that awaited.
Okay, that’s a little dramatic, but honestly. The only benefit to such a crazy, unbelievable tale is that it’s fodder for my writing. If I didn’t have this outlet, I might have really lost it.
Privileged problems
When I last shared an update, we were in an airport in Southwestern Ontario, futilely banging our heads against the proverbial wall of bureaucracy (and not giving a shit about their customers) that permeates the airline industry.
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