April is shaping up to be a busy month in terms of travel for me.

I just spent the last 5 and a half hours booking a trip for me and my sisters.

Well, that’s just the one sentence run down, but it really went something along the lines of: my oldest sister called me this morning and mentioned that she and my other sister were going to Tahoe for five days (I believe her motives were to get me to watch my nephew), then I pouted and asked why they were going on vacation without me, so, feeling a little bad, we decided I should come along.

When my oldest sister told my other sister about the new plans, she thought I was just trying to get out of watching my nephew, but that wasn’t the case at all.

I really would love to go back to NV and see how things have changed since I was last there, and I would really love to reconnect with Kim (formerly known as Kimmy, but she doesn’t like when people call her that).

And plus, when all three of us go anywhere together, we always have tons of fun. But what really convinced my sister was my telling her something that my oldest sister forgot to mention: for three out of the five days, she would be at a medical convention and my other sister would be left alone to fend for herself.

That quickly changed her mind about me coming.

After the trip was finalized, we realized we overlooked a few details. I’m supposed to be getting my bathroom redone starting at the end of next week, and I need someone to watch my cat. We figured we’d leave my nephew with the grandparents, but then we changed our minds.

We decided that he should come along. Then we decided, it should be a surprise for his birthday (which falls half way through our trip). And so began the horror of travel booking.

Since the flight/hotel were booked through Travelocity, I decided I’d call them to see if we could add my nephew to the itinerary.

God in heaven, their phone system sucks. It’s one of those things where you have to say what you want. They don’t even give you the option of pressing numbers.

And then, when you say something, the only response you get is, “I’m sorry, I didn’t understand that. Can you please repeat?” which means I’m yelling at the top of my lungs into the phone, causing my neighbors to think I’m having an argument with myself.

Finally, I got fed up and just started pressing 0 until the system got tired of listening to “booooooop” and put me through to a human.

The human, though he was friendly, was not much of a great help. We couldn’t add my nephew to the itinerary, but we could cancel the entire trip and start over. He neglected to mention the cancellation fee until we were just about to hang up.

He then suggested that we just call the airline directly to see if we could get him on a regular ticket on our flight – no problem, but he kept telling us we’d only need to contact Delta. I asked about the return flight because it was with a different airline, and he said – nope, just call Delta, they’ll work everything out for you.

Wrong! So, after chatting with the nice lady from Delta, I find out that we’d need to book a one-way trip, then I’d need to call the other airline and book a one-way return trip through them (if they had any seats available). Very nice.

So, when all was said and done, I finally got him a ticket and he’s scheduled to leave with us in the beginning of April.

My oldest sister is going to schmooze her dad and step mom into watching my house, cat, and bathroom remodeling men while I’m gone.

Now, it’s time for a nap.