Is this a sign we travel a lot?
Memorial Day weekend…At JFK for our flight…the boyfriend wants to go to wine bar we love. After walking around the entire JetBlue terminal…with me confused, because the food places are pretty much all in one spot, the boyfriend describes the wine bar…and I realize it’s in Newark at the Continental terminal. And I tell him that.
He busts out laughing, as do I. Then, with my eye on the restaurants, I steer us that way to let him decide his back up choice pre-flight, at JFK.
Oops. At least we were at the right airport for our flight.