Here's how my travel started. I live in Green Bay Wisconsin and drove down 2 hours and 15 minutes to pick up my parents in Kenosha. From Kenosha Wisconsin we drove up 5 hours to Minneapolis St. Paul Minnesota where airfare was $100 cheaper per person. So far my travel plans look like a "V" on the map.
We arrived in Minneapolis St. Paul to take a direct flight to Vancouver on Delta Airlines. My white, 3 ring binder held my daughter and my passports, Hotel,
DCL, future flight information and did not fit into my purse. After boarding my Delta flight I placed the three ring binder into the magazine holder on the back row 19 as I was in row 20 seats B, between my mother and daughter in seats A and C. I carried on some luggage with my most delicate FE's and the flight attendant placed it above row 19. After we landed I stepped over my daughter so no one would miss handle the FE's. I turned around and asked my daughter to hand me my purse but didn't think about the three ring binder. (out of sight out of mind.... And then I went out of my mind!) I'll explain what happened from the moment we stepped off the airplane tonight. I just had a few moments during breakfast.