Alexis said it would be no problem to pick me up at the airport. We were both headed back to school from a break and she drove past the airport on her way. I told her what time my flight was arriving, and, despite my not checking a bag, we planned to meet at baggage claim.
The plane landed safely and I texted her tell her I'd just landed. I'd be there shortly.
"You'll never guess what I just did." She texted back. I thought she'd forgotten me, honestly. Nope, better.
She'd arrived at the airport, parked the car, and came into baggage claim, our planned meeting place despite my not having any checked bags. She walked up to the monitor and searched for flights coming in from Philadelphia, a city she's visited. She then looked to the beginning of the alphabet for "Arizona." It wasn't listed. In a near-panic, she called home and told her mom my flight wasn't coming in. I'm so glad her mom assured her my flight was coming and told her to wait for it.
When Alexis explained this to me on the bus back to her car--the wrong bus, I might add--I looked at her and could not stifle my laughter.
"Alexis, my plane didn't come from the whole state of Arizona. It came from Phoenix. 'P-h-o' right next to the 'P-h-i' of Philadelphia."
So she's a bit airport challenged... but I love her anyway.
PS: Happy birthday, Elizabeth.