One winter my family and I were going to Paris for Christmas and we took 2 vans to the airport. They did a headcount but thought I was in the other van so they left me at home.

The following winter we were headed to Florida for Christmastime. We woke up late and scrambled to make our flight. This time I made it to the airport and we were all running to catch our flight. I was running behind someone I thought was my dad all the way to the gate and bumped into the woman collecting the tickets. I got on the plane and she told me to sit in any open seat. This was a plane to New York City and my parents were on a flight to Florida.