... what ever happened to my bad airline karma on the return trip from Dallas - I haven't been able to blog about it because I've been too damn pissed.

The short version is that apparently while waiting at one of the various airline counters on our messed up trip TO Dallas in July.... with the twins..... alone...... at 1am in Orlando (a city we were never supposed to be in)... someone assigned all of the twins reward ticket to get us TO Dallas.
This obviously left nothing to fly back to Anguilla with.

Have you ever tried to wrangle four kids by yourself for 5 minutes, while waiting for someone to do something?
No?  Well try an hour and a half and I bet Seppuku starts looking like fun!
And because it was so much fun in Dallas, we got to do the same ordeal again in San Juan where the agents once again told us that the twins didn't actually have a ticket to fly with....AFTER sitting on a plane for 5 hours.

And for those of you with bets on what we'd lose and which connection we'd miss.... while the trip WAS a mess, we did make it onto all of our scheduled flights AND we didn't lose a SINGLE piece of luggage.  We did however come back one person short, but that's another story.

Anyone got a private plane and pilot I can use for my trip to Vegas instead of my least favorite airline?