The entire trip popped up on my work calendar with little time to think.
Yes, it was a training school, and all of sudden powers above my pay grade decided it had to be within that calendar year. Okay, no problem. Wait — it’s already November. In a flurry of phone calls over the next several days the date changed once and the location three times. And then the question that was easy to answer — Would I be willing to fly out on Saturday (cheaper fares than Sunday) and have an extra 24 hours in Los Angeles?
Plans made. Suitcase packed. Final instructions given to son who would be trusted to stay alone — with the car.