Me and the trusty travel buddy, Brittany, had gotten ourselves some Taylor Swift tickets. Now judge me all you want….I’ve been a fan since she had curly hair and I stand by it. Good…glad we got that out of the way. We were meeting in Singapore and heading to the concert on Nov. 8.
Well I got to the airport and checked in, and when I got on the plane, I had been upgraded to business class by surprise!
Yall….I was one of 4 people in the whole section! I couldn’t believe it. Somehow everyone knew it was my birthday! In just a few hours I would be eating Outback with Brittany…..or so I thought. After a little while of sitting on the plane, I noticed that they weren’t closing the cabin doors. Finally, they announced that the pilot was sick and we were unable to leave. What? I have to leave business class? Wait….what?? This airline told us to return to a certain gate and wait for instructions. Everyone did what they were told….but instructions never came. I’ve heard crazy travel stories, but they have never happened to me until now….happy birthday susan.
I finally tracked down someone from the airlines with the help of another passenger, but they said the next flight wasn’t until the next day….Taylor Swift day. What? Don’t cry Susan….you are too old for this….but it’s my birthday and I’ll cry if I want to!! (Sorry I had to….that was a softball of a joke….you can’t let those things pass you by)
Well, I decided to change airlines…Oman Air was the super hero of the day. Them, and the travel agent that got me on the flights. Well Oman Air, the travel agent, and Eleyse Griffin who patiently listened to my meltdown that may have included me saying “I hate everything” several times….it was a dark moment people. The new flights meant I would get to Singapore about 10hrs later than expected….which meant I would spend all of November 7 in an airport or on a plane. I decided then and there…waiting for the second time in the same airport (with the shakes from not eating or sleeping all night), that my birthday would be November 8 this year (then I went and bought a muffin to remedy the shakes).
It was a very long day and it didn’t go as planned….but I was super thankful I got to my destination. Brittany was waiting at the airport with a red velvet cupcake (she knows me well)….it was 12:02am on November 8- a good start to my birthday.
We slept for a few hours and played around Singapore then headed to the concert…
The joy is obvious. We had even better seats than we expected and Taylor Swift did not disappoint. Say what you want, the girl can put on a good show. And when the beginning beats of the first song started, I was about to burst….because somehow….I was allowed the grace of having a crazy happy moment with my friend. I was so thankful to be there and be happy, and to be giving the hard parts of this year a run for their money.
To top it off, when we got back to Brittany’s house, she had made the cake my mom usually makes for me every year….the surprises kept coming. Who do I think I am??? Needless to say November 8th was a great birthday.
Wander Susan Wonder 