I have been DEDICATED to earning enough skymiles to go to Africa to see my sister for over a year now. It has been very tough, racking up all those credit card bills on my AMEX. WELL! I finally accrued 80k miles--what it takes to get there--and I rang up Delta the other day to book a flight. After approx 1 hour on the phone, checking every conceivable date in the 21st century, I was--in airline terminology--SOL. Nice. I was so frustrated, going date by date and getting shot down every time, that my voice began to crack while I was on the phone with this guy. I croaked priceless gems like, "Well, why do they say you can go there if you can't go there?" and "I've worked really hard to get all these miles, you know?" The guy was getting pretty embarrassed, since I was pretty much crying and all, so just before I totally lost it I barked, "I GOTTA GO!!" and hung up. Shot off a quick email to my sister declaring everything off, typing hard and furiously wiping tears out of my eyes before they had a chance to run down my face.

Fast forward to this morning. Called Delta again just to see if things had changed, and I GOT A FLIGHT!!!! It's all very exciting, 10 days in mid-Sept. Still need to finalize details/make sure it is cool with sis/etc, but hopefully will be good to go.

What a difference a couple of weeks makes. Not as catchy as a day, but that's just how it went.