Today has been a whirlwind of catching up. I am so grateful that I had the opportunity to attend my friend’s destination wedding in Punta Cana but it made for a lot of travel in five days! Yesterday was a 14 hour comedy of errors in getting home and I have to share it with you!

I said goodbye to this view after breakfast, a beautiful and sweaty poolside yoga practice and a couple hours on the beach reading. The transfer to the Punta Cana airport was about an hour and then it was lines, lines and more lines going through bag check, security and immigration.

Then I was facing four hours on an airplane with no lunch or food so I made the best out of what was available at the airport and grabbed a slice of pizza…and then I had a soft serve ice cream cone from Baskin Robbins. Pizza and ice cream…never a bad duo.

I was so lucky to wind up with a window seat + an amazing view. Our flight path took us along the coast of the Dominican Republic for a good 20 minutes.

The view was incredible.

Annnnndddd then I got sucked into this. Has anyone else read Divergent? I couldn’t put it down.

Before I knew it the captain announced we were cleared for landing in Atlanta. I looked out the window to discover the most beautiful sunset from 20,000 feet.

Things kind of stopped being beautiful after that and the craziness started…

I got flagged for secondary questioning in customs in Atlanta. There was nothing about the experience that was pleasant. They assure me it was just for “quality control” but the level of detail that they were questioning me on was alarming (in that they knew a lot about where I lived).

Then I got to my car and my battery was dead. I had to wait for the parking deck management to come jump off my car and I was finally on the road back to Charlotte around 8.

It was raining and dark and my GPS went CRAZY and sent me up I-75 towards Chattanooga telling me I was on 85 to Charlotte. I kept thinking that it was just rerouting me and that it would merge with 85 but after 30 minutes I checked my iPhone navigation and discovered I had to backtrack alllll the way back down 75 into Atlanta to get the right Interstate. Another hour lost.

I have made that drive countless times. I don’t need a GPS for it. How have we become so reliant on technology? I felt like such a moron. I’m chalking it up to being tired and zoned out.

So due to my navigation errors it became a 5 hour trip in which my only dinner option was McDonalds. Yes, Sbrarro, Baskin Robbins and McDonalds in one day. Sometimes you just have to do what you have to do!

I finally arrived home around 1 a.m. and promptly showered and got in bed (to read more Divergent!) and then to sleep. Such a long day but so worth it to share such a special time with a friend.

Tell me about your craziest travel experience. I seriously cannot believe that this Georgia born and bred girl took the wrong Interstate in ATL!