Traveling with #2 daughter is usually smooth. She gets expedited this and that, and she knows just how to navigate all forms of transportation. This time, however, was eventful. We took an Uber to the airport and it was rear-ended on the freeway. The drivers shook hands and drove away and we got to the airport in time. Then the machine to check our bags was out of paper and didn’t print out the luggage tags, requiring us to explain this repeatedly and a human being to undo and redo the check in. Then someone took me aside and asked me all kinds of questions about #2 daughter. I found the process alarming. #2 daughter says it wouldn’t have gone on as long had I been breezy and friendly instead of alarmed. On the plane, the man ahead of me fainted in the aisle. All of these things were small events, and everything turned out fine. The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page. –St. Augustine