If you want to make God laugh, tell Him your plan....
Yesterday morning, I wanted to travel with my hero Ambassador Andrew Young back from our dual speaking engagements at the Aspen Institute Financial Security Summit, in Aspen, Colorado. The only problem was, we were on different travel itineraries, and his car pick up was 6am, and mine was 9:30am. I opted to just keep mine, and get a little more sleep. I am honored to spend the time I do with him, I figured, and moved on to something else. And anyway, the Aspen Institute team has an incredibly well-oiled travel team whom I knew would take very good care of my hero in transit. This included my new friend Lori Meredith Gabow, who takes care of all the Aspen Institute travel and travelers when they hit their midpoint connections at the Denver Airport. She had solved all sorts of travel delay-related problems on the way end, and I knew she would take care of Ambassador Young on the way out. I could rest well, get up and travel back home knowing all was well.
Well, I arrived in Denver, Colorado, only to find that I did something mindless in travel that I almost never do; I misjudged the time changes I always encounter, and missed my flight without even trying (smile). Thinking that I easily had an hour window, and then sat down to do some work, little did I know that my flight door was actually closing at that moment. And the next available flight was hours away, and involved being re-routed through at least one other city, putting me at home at close to midnight. My answer was to call the great Lori, and see if she and her friends at United Airlines could sort it out.
Lori arrived, but she did not look all too confident about sorting this one out. She knew of the flight options ahead of me, and while she can do wonders, producing new flights out of the blue is not one of her talents.
"The difficult I do immediately, the impossible takes a little longer..."
To make her feel better, I did the only right thing -- I immediately took full responsibility for the screw up, and chalked the whole adventure up to a 'high class problem,' thanking her and United Airlines for whatever help they could provide, or not, up front. This relaxed everyone involved, and now we could just do the best we could to move forward. A great 'reset' place to start.