We got up xtra early. Bags packed and ready to go. Phone, cords, everything else on the list-Check. Wait! Where are the passports? ! OK ...breathe, I'm mean we haven't left the house since we saw them last, and they should be with the boarding passes. RIGHT?! After a 45 minute grid search of our apartment -including the suitcases, trash, laundry room and the fridge- a minor melt down and a tiny panic attack- we finally found them! They had fallen between the nightstand and the bed.
Crisis solved. We are now sipping coffee waiting for our flight. The adventure has begun.
---Do you think I can get through customs with this passport stapled to my ass? #wherethehellismypassport