yesterday was originally the date on our plane tickets home. (that is, yesterday to me. to those in the states, and to the timestamp on this blog, it's still today). it never was a real return date. when we booked the ticket i told the agent we had no idea when we would return. the best estimate i had was two months, so he picked the date for me, available seats roughly 60 after our december 19th arrival-in-kaz date.
it's two months later and i still have no idea when we will return. the estimate is wrong, obviously, but how wrong? i don't even know if this trip is half over yet. the plane ticket has been rebooked. we have elastic return tickets. that is, we paid a little extra when we bought the tickets so that we can change our return flights as many times as we want with no fee. i just have to make sure that we don't accidentally pass the current date of return without rebooking again. i can't rebook without a fee once we miss the flight. our current ticketed return date is march 4th, i had to look it up just now to get the date right (not good sign). it's certain to be wrong too. i need to move it again eventually. i keep waiting for the info that will let me roughly calculate our actual return date.
it's frustrating and a little infuriating. but we're stuck. we've been stuck many times throughout this process. each time up until now we eventually became unstuck. but each time the waiting itself has been the hardest part. there was a time that i just told myself once i get on the plane the waits-without-end would finally end. i don't know why i thought that was the case. at every step the powers that be made us wait longer than we thought during the bits leading up to our trip here, why would i ever think that they would act differently just because we were here?
