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Rich

I had one of those “nightmare” travel experiences the other day. I was flying with my 2-year-old daughter Ruby. That has its own inherent challenges since she’s fairly hyper and wasn’t loving being confined to an airplane seat. It was a pretty normal 2-leg flight, but we found out the 2nd leg was canceled, so we were stuck in Salt Lake City, just the two of us. No luggage, no car seat. This wasn’t a delay, it was an outright cancellation for the day, and there wasn’t even a flight the next day, it was a two-day wait for the next flight on any airline back home.

But, it really wasn’t that bad. You know why? Because I was able to just throw money at the problem. This is what a rich privileged bastard I am:

Was it a stressful experience? I mean… a little, but as I said, it really wasn’t that bad. At every turn, I bought my way into making it painless for us. There are lots of kinds of privilege, and I’ve got all of them.