Everything that could go wrong.... DID

3:50 AM and Carson is waiting for the 4 o'clock shuttle to the airport.
Lack of sleep caused by nightmares of him missing the start of the new semester has made him grumpy.
The van arrives and the driver looks at the ticket, ushering us in while loading the backpack on top.
My question about the time to the airport reveals that we're headed for Honduras. We got on the wrong van.

 

7:30 AM After a lot of shouting by me, and hysterics by Carson, the driver (sort of) acknowledges that he didn't really read our ticket and has taken us so far from the airport that Carson will not be able to board his flight home. Carson realizes his nightmare is coming true.

Instead of being in the center of the map, we're toward the right, approaching a country we hadn't planned to visit.
A bus and then a taxi bring us to the airport where all flights are filled, except for one available seat to Boston.
12:48 PM After buying a new air ticket with 3 minutes to spare, Carson is on his way.
End of nightmare.