We landed in Los Angeles after a sporadically bumpy flight. Other than dealing with nasty toilets and breaking out in a mild case of unexplained hives (a. Stress? b. Ginger drink? c. Homeopathic jet lag spray?), the trip has been fairly uneventful thus far. I laughed when we walked off the plane at gate 56 to see that our Sydney flight will be leaving from gate 57. The waiting game continues….

As we wait at the Atlanta Airport for our first flight to LA, I’m grateful that my screwed-up visa was finally fixed. We stood at the ticket counter for almost 30 minutes as the agent made phone calls. Evidently John’s company travel agent had initially listed me as a “M” instead of a “F”…and even though I caught the error a few weeks ago, it had never been “officially” changed. Sigh. While waiting, I made a comment that perhaps I shouldn’t have pointed out the error a few weeks ago, but the agent assured me that a BIG delay could have occurred in Australian customs. It’s better to take care of issues at the outset. Sigh. One keystroke matters!