Thanksgiving Travels and Unravels.

Our flight out here was the Best. Flight. Ever.
We woke up at the way too early hour of 1.45 a.m. so that we would be able to get to the airport by 4.00 a.m., two hours before our flight took off, so as to avoid narrowly missing our flight like we have done more times than I'd like to admit.
We get to the airport at 4.00 and sit around and wait because apparently the ticketing counters don't open until 4.30. As we are checking in, the little kiosk informs us that our flight is overbooked and would be consider taking another flight with compensation? We say no and proceed to go to our gate. When we get there, the attendant at the counter informs us that he will give a $200 voucher to someone who will take another flight. We pass because we didn't want to miss Thanksgiving with my family. Then he bumps it up to $250, and we see what we can do.
He tells us that we can get a flight that leaves in 40 minutes and will get us there in Utah at 10:44. I'm thinking he's talking about PM not AM and freak out a little when he informs me that it is actually AM because that would get us there an hour and 16 minutes earlier than if we stuck with our original flight.
So we take it and that's a cool $500 worth of vouchers in our pocket for a later trip. Hoorah!! Then we go to our next gate and they give us seats in the emergency row. Seeing as how we have a baby with us and people under 15 aren't allowed to sit there, we get bumped up to first class to our flight to Atlanta. I must admit, I am a gigantic fan of first class.
Then from Atlanta to Salt Lake City we were on a huge plane that had two seats on the left, an aisle, three seats in the middle, an aisle and then two seats on the right. We had two of the three seats in the middle, and there was not another person to sit with us so we had room for Aiden to crawl around and be crazy which was fantastic because from Atlanta to Salt Lake City is a four hour flight. It's also nice not being cramped next to a perfect stranger when you are trying to nurse a child that refuses to have a blanket over his head. There were also a lot of other babies on that flight so we weren't the only annoying ones that had a baby and also seated right behind us were four missionaries coming home from their missions and they kept Aiden entertained part of the time.
When we got in, Dennie picked us up and we went to his house to drop off our stuff, and then off to Tracy's to have Thanksgiving Dinner, which was fantastic. Everyone was there, including my brother, John, who came up from New Mexico for the weekend.
Then when it was all said and done, we went back to Dennie's for a much-deserved night's rest. At that point, we had been up for almost 24 hours and I was absolutely feeling it.

P.S. Happy Birthday (yesterday), Jacob!!