The Traveling Mess That Is The Head Peanut

While I am not one that does a lot of traveling. I really do TRY my hardest to be organized. (okay, stop laughing! I honestly do try!)

Sockless Insoles

This trip to Southern California I was REALLY feeling quite proud of myself. I booked months in advance.

I made sure that everything fit in ONE carry on suitcase and my backpack.

I laid out my most comfortable travel attire. Including my most comfortable walking/traveling shoes. Even though said shoes are ugly as sin. So ugly in fact that as I went through TSA security last year I KNOW I saw TSA Karen give my shoes that LOOK.

YOU know the look, it says ‘WERE those on YOUR FEET’!?!?  THIS year the same comfortable (but ugly) shoes had NEW life. HA! Take that KAREN!

I added my pretty floral sockless insoles and my shoes first; don’t look as ugly as before. Second, these don’t move! The old insoles would follow my foot when I took them off. Then they never seemed to lay in the shoe without that uncomfortable wrinkle. UGH!!

I like these new insoles because they act more like a pair of no show socks. Added HUGE bonus; no stink. All day travel, airports, shuttles, car rentals, walking, heat, so much humidity (I had truly forgotten what humidity felt like. NOT a fan!) driving, walking and so on. My feet were comfortable. The flat sock did not come out of my shoe when I took my shoes off at the airport or at the end of the day. ALL that and my shoes did NOT smell. NOT the teeniest tiniest bit. HUUGEEEE fan! PLUS I got some super cute styles. Flowers, snake skin, cow hide, more flowers there are even TACO’s!!

I Do KNOW What I’m Doing

At TSA, I was struttin’ my bad self like a frequent flyin’ traveler. Everything in a bucket, shoes off, QR code for my ticket proudly displayed on my phone. ID in hand. I even  remembered to pull my laptop out of my backpack.

Then with all that organized struttin’ I walked into the body scanner with my sunglasses hanging on my shirt and my car keys in my front pocket and phone in my back pocket. GESH!!! I walked through the scanner again minus glasses, phone and keys.

So much looking like a worldly traveler

A wonderfully uneventful flight, from the VERY last seat on the plan. Yea, the last person off the pane.

Head down to the shuttle to go to Thrifty Rental car. It’s hot. It’s hound. . My make up has officially melted off. I am a sweaty mess.

My turn at the counter to here “ohhhh we’ve had this problem with Priceline A LOT lately” In my deepest voice “what problem?”

My rental car is at the Tajuana BORDER!! WHAT!?!?!??!? WHAT!??! On the 3rd page of the rental paper in small print gives the address and sure as…… well you know. THERE it is.

Now, I have always believed be NICE, it’s NOT the clerks fault. Besides they might help if they don’t hate you. Right?? Right.

Almost triple the price of my reservation. “OH but I’ve heard there is a shuttle that goes down there every 2 hours, but  I don’t know where that shuttle is”

Bring in a manger that apologizes he can’t match that price.
AFTER much back and forth, a sweaty me finally agrees to a double the price of the rental.

MY Advice Concerning Priceline

READ EVERY SINGLE PAGE.

Oh well, at least my shoes weren’t disgusting.