- The beautiful city of Dubrovnik, Croatia
My Favorite Yankee and I just returned from a Grand Circle small ship cruise on the Adriatic. For two weeks we visited Croatia, Bosnia-Herscovenia, and Montenegro. It was truly a wonderful experience traveling with 46 people visiting various old exotic ports and dining on the wonderful food. However, we encountered an experience that challenged my normal Southern tact.
Our Air France flight from Atlanta to Paris was delayed one hour to fix the airplane’s air conditioner. Arriving at Charles de Gaulle Airport, there was no wheel chair waiting for my Favorite Yankee. For those of you who know this airport, getting from one terminal to another involves catching a shuttle bus that makes many stops. As a result, we missed our flight to Zagreb, Croatia. After two hours of trying to find where to re-book, we finally found the Air France information center and were put up in a hotel for the night. The next day, a special handicapped shuttle was supposed to pick us up and did not arrive. So we caught the bus to Charles de Gaulle, boarded the plan, landed in Zagreb, only to discover we had no luggage. We filed the report, the cruise line sent a taxi and drove us five hours to Ploce, Croatia to catch the ship. The Yankee’s luggage and walker did not arrive for four more days. Mine did not arrive for six. It seems my bag actually travelled to the USA and back. Travel insurance allowed us to go shopping to purchase a few things but many stores were closed for the winter. I truly worried that I had lost all of my favorite comfortable clothes and new Merrell waterproof boots. But something helped me and I credit my Princess Daughter Sallie.
Sallie has a unique way of pulling me back to reality. Her response to such situations is, ” Mother, this is a first world problem.” And when I think about the fact that not many people enjoy such travel privileges, I am humbled. Now in my life, when I have a problem, I hear Sallie’s voice in my head.
Sometimes, our children become our teachers.