So this spring my parents, my nephew, my uncle and I were all going to meet down in Tampa, Florida to take in some spring training baseball (since we’re all baseball nuts).  This morning I spent three and a half hours on the phone trying to get flights for my nephew and I booked to go down (the rest of them will be meeting us there in their RV’s).  I couldn’t get a flight from Minneapolis or Salt Lake City (the only two routes you can take out of North Dakota) any time in the month of March to any city in Florida from Tallahassee in the panhandle to Miami down on the tip of the state.

Finally I had to compromise and add two days to our travel plans so that we could fly in and out of Atlanta (they’ll pick us up in the RV’s and shuttle us back and forth to Tampa since it’s on their way anyway).

I don’t think I’ve ever had so much trouble making flight reservations before, and I’ve made a lot of them.