Road Dog Diaries in full effect

What a day of travel…

I took this shot of Azrael right before I left for Detroit. I just love her big paws 🐾.

I left home at 9am for my 3 hr drive across the island to San Juan with my buddy Angie. She is the island Uber, since Uber doesn’t exist where I live.

We talked about family, past lives, addiction, when to walk away from friendships and how to heal from it all. It was a great start to the trip.

But if I’m being honest the trip really started at 10pm the night before. I had booked a red eye out of Aguadilla but felt awful. My belly and my back were being difficult so I chose to rebook leaving from San Juan during the day. I rested for a while instead. So then I left the house at 9am the next morning … today. Yesterday? It’s 4am in Detroit and I’m lost in space. The travel was full of rude flight attendants and cranky passengers, topped with delay after delay.

Newark held me captive along with a plane full of folks eager to get to The Midwest. My flight out of Newark was scheduled to depart at 8:30pm but kept being delayed until we finally departed at 1:30 am. I had a pretty good meltdown in the airport but left the crowded space I was in to find a spot to totally lose my shit in an empty bathroom. As it turns out, My shit was not the only thing I lost.

I will be very clear on This, I now hate air travel. I love me a good road trip but I’m 💯 over airports. The entire art of air travel has become a dumpster fire. It sucks. I hate it. I find myself developing more of an aversion each time I take to the friendly skies.

When I pulled up to my hotel at 4am I realized that I not only lost my mind at Newark airport but my wallet too. Over $200 cash, all my cards and Identification and the beautiful Louis Vuitton wallet my mom saved up to buy me. I’m laying in bed at the hotel in tears. I’m feeling extremely overwhelmed. I’m trying to remember that I’m safe, I’m ok, I’m warm and dry. Things are just things.

Thank the Gods Haley went to the dispensary before I landed so at least I can medicate and pass the fuck out.

First day of travel and it’s off to a rocky start. I’m praying things start looking up soon.

I hope your day was less tragic.💗