When you travel, things will go wrong. Doesn't matter if you're flying to another state or another country. Take it from a girl who had to dry her hair with a somewhat-broken space heater in Portugal: the sooner you learn to laugh off the hiccups, the better. I'm certainly getting my fair share of laughs planning for India—currently, I am not able to get a referral for vaccines at a Massachusetts travel clinic because I haven't been here long enough to visit a primary care doctor (a necessary step to getting said referral). I also almost overlooked the fact that I need a special attachment for the fancy filtering water bottle I ordered that removes the kind of waterborne diseases I'd be actively avoiding during my stay. I feel like that's something a company should make extra clear in their product descriptions, but hey, maybe they're not as afraid of bacteria as I am. Crisis averted, though.
Some other laughs:
- Trying to perfectly time the pickup of my Visa with my visit to NYC obviously fell through because of processing delays. Overnight mail to the rescue!
- My credit card sent me a fraud alert NOT for the plane ticket to India, but for the purchase of a new computer and clothing for my trip.
But I'm rolling with the punches, getting more and more excited, and making more calls to customer service numbers than I've made in the past five years, combined. In the end, it is all so unbelievably worth it.
Update: Just got a call saying that the General Consulate attached the wrong photo to my Visa. Luckily, it was caught in time and I just need to send a new form. I'm now sitting here wondering whose photo they chose for my Visa.
Another update: USPS lost my water purifier bottle. On the positive side, I have mastered the art of the customer service call. By "mastered the art," I mean "participated in a daylong, 12-part exercise in patience".