I had the privilege of flying to New York with Skiwi and DDDG. This privilege included The Crown Room, preflight, and an upgrade to a “Comfy Seat.”
It also included a very set schedule. Although Skiwi has never been a drill sergeant, one wouldn’t know that if they traveled with him.
Pre-trip, he created a food spreadsheet, complete with Costco pricing, and sent it to me, Sleepless, Ice Cream Man, YummYummy and Good Eye Money Guy for review. “You realize they have stores in the Hamptons, right?”Good Eye Money Guy replied. Skiwi realizes this, but he loves Costco and listmaking. In order to test whether or not we actually reviewed the spreadsheet, he added a nonfood item: a Speedo. Two, actually. One for him and one for Ice Cream Man.
Two other pre-trip details of great importance to Skiwi were luggage size and departure time. “Remember to only pack a small, soft-sided suitcase,” he advised me. Anyone who has traveled with me knows this didn’t and wouldn’t happen.
The other, and probably most important detail to Skiwi, is time. “Let’s leave to the airport at 6:30,” he advised. Our flight departed at 8:30 AM, the airport is only 15 minutes away, and I don’t typically arrive any time sooner than the checked bags cutoff. Plus, at 6:30 AM, I’m only halfway through my slumber. “6:40?” I attempted to compromise. “No. 6:30,” he replied.
So, after finishing packing and finalizing household matters – such as dressing up like famous Hamptonite Little Edie, I went to bed. Three hours later, I woke up, showered and retrieved Skiwi and DDDG at 6:29 – one minute to spare. Or, as Skiwi would say, “T Minus One.”