I planned my last morning in Cabo to be a time of rest and relaxation. My flight wasn’t till late in the afternoon, and I didn’t need to leave the hotel until around noon. That gave me the whole morning to do whatever I wanted.
Maybe I’d go for a final swim in the pool. Maybe I’d walk down by the beach. Maybe I’d read a book in the shade. It was up to me.
At around 9:45am, I sat in the hotel lobby and pulled up my flight information. Might as well make sure there are no issues with my flight, I figured.
Then I saw the flight departure time: 1pm. Wait, that’s three hours earlier than I’d thought it was. Wait, with an hour long ride to the airport, I need to leave the hotel in the next half hour. Wait, I haven’t packed or checked out of the hotel yet.
I ran upstairs to my room. I threw everything in my bag. I gave the room a final check to make sure I didn’t leave anything. I ran downstairs. I went to the hotel lobby. I paid the bill. I called for a taxi. And I was off toward the airport.
We arrived with plenty of time to spare. I made my flight.
Thank goodness I caught my error when I did. Too much later, and I would have missed my flight. Phew. I’m lucky. I’m so grateful.
And now I know for next time to double check my flight info earlier. It’s a good opportunity to learn.
I nearly missed my flight coming home from Cabo. I’d misread the time on my ticket and only realized my mistake when I checked my flight details in the morning. But I made it to the airport on time.
Doesn’t matter though. I still made it home.
I said goodbye to my friends on the morning of my last day in Cabo. They were headed to the airport. But my flight wasn’t till later in the day, so I had several more hours before I needed to leave.
As they pulled out, I thought, “Maybe I should have gone to the airport with them. That was stupid of me. Now I have to figure out what to do with the rest of my time at the hotel.”
After doing nothing for an hour or so, I decided to kill some time and check into my flight. Might as well save time later on.
Wait. Does the departure time really say 1pm? I thought it was 4pm. Wait. Is it’s already 9:45am. And I still have to pack. I still have to check out. I still have to get ride to the airport. There’s no way I’m going to make it in time.
I ran upstairs and packed. “I’m sure I’ll forget something. No time to be thorough. I’m already late.”
I checked out of the hotel. “I knew I spent too much money on this trip.”
I called for a cab. “Why is this guy taking so long to get here? Don’t they know I’m running late?”
I rode the cab to the airport. “There’s no way I’ll make my flight. I’m running too late. I still have to print my boarding pass. I still have to go through security.”
I paid the cab driver. “I knew I should have gone with my friends earlier. That would have saved me a whole fifty dollars. And I’ve already spent too much on this trip.”
I arrived with enough time. “That was close. Don’t be so stupid next time. Double check the flight info in advance.”
I had to wait in the airport before I could board the plane. “Now what? I’m bored.”
Which story is true? Probably a mix. But that’s not the point.
You choose your reality. You choose the story you live and tell. How will you choose?