There are very few “first times” for us when it comes to travel anymore. We have had it all go wrong or go right. Last week was the first time we flew with Josh’s guitar. The airline’s website was actually easy to follow and spelled out very clearly what we were to do. Although from past experiences I still didn’t trust that something as easy as just showing up was the going to work. While each flight attendant treated the situation differently we really didn’t have issues. On our last connection the flight was so empty that we just tucked it into the overhead bin. Maybe traveling with a dog and guitar is the way to make sure that the airline doesn’t mess around with you.
***This is part of a series of posts called “Travel Tuesday“, each covering topics unique to our lifestyle***