K - one of my closest friends - is getting married, and I don’t know if I can be there. I want to, but right now, the situation is looking pretty dim. The wedding is in the Bahamas. From Germany, the plane ticket alone is $1,400. And that’s the cheapest. And of course that doesn’t include the transportation that will get me to the airport, which is another 90 Euro, or about $110. What a dilemma. This is someone who stood by as a bridesmaid at my own wedding. Someone who helped in the last minute details on my wedding day, and who packed into a car at 5 a.m. alongside the other female members of the wedding party to get their dresses out of a towed car. And someone who has put up with my incessant bitching – about everything - for the last 9 or 10 years. Not to mention all the times she made me change my outfit or accessories before going out because I “looked a mess.” For this friend, money is no object, right?
Except it is.
And I don’t think I’ll have it. I will do the best I can. Take 2 weeks off work to catch a hop maybe, because even though the wedding revelry will last only 3 days, it might take me another week to get another flight back. But if I have to go to the airport for 11 days straight, hoping I can find a way out of the country, I will. For a friend I could call in the middle of the night to complain to? For a friend who would tell me the honest-to-God truth about something because she knew it was best for me?
It’s worth it.