...Meredith returned with her passport! (Look how happy she is!). And that's how our month-long vacation almost got completely derailed twice before it even began! (The first time being when I mixed up the dates and showed up to the airport A DAY LATE!).
Then I went over to the passport agency so I could get a new passport. (My old one got water-damaged and the laminate was peeling away from the photo causing me to get pulled aside and questioned pretty much every time I entered a country).
Before getting in the cab, we neurotically checked to make sure we had our passports with us for the 11th time. You know, just in case one of us had somehow managed to loose it on the 25ft trek from Fatty's apartment to the street.
