A Year In Mill Valley

Note To Self: Don’t Fly United With Boys Again

On the way to the Cape today. In the car on the way to the airport the boys started talking about what movies they were going to watch on the plane. I groaned, and Rachel looked at me and asked if I’d forgotten something. “Yes,” I said, “I forgot to think about the boys when I booked the tickets. We’re on United and I’m pretty sure they don’t have individual seat movies.” Ugh. Between the $50 in extra books we had to buy at the airport and the $100 in baggage checkin costs (each way), plus the aggravation of hearing “when are we going to be there?” multiple times, we should have paid extra for Virgin Atlantic or Jet Blue.

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