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TIFU by flying to Austria instead of Austrailia

Burner because I don't want my idiocy to forever plague me on my main.

I haven't flown out of the United States in my whole life. However, one of my best friends from high school moved to Australia to learn about agriculture and ranching. He liked Australia and stayed there and he now has a ranch outside of a little town called Horsham, but he comes back home to where I live (San Francisco) several times a year as a guest presenter at UC Berkeley for ranching. When he does come over here, we get drinks and talk about high school and do fun stuff since he is not usually in a big city. When he is not in San Francisco we stay in touch on Facebook. Tragically, his wife suddenly passed away (I don't want to go into the details for his privacy) and I wanted to come out to Horsham to make sure he was doing ok and support him at her funeral, especially since he doesn't have too many friends. I rushed to book a flight, however, putting in "Horsham" on the travel website I used corrected to "Hörshing" which is where the Linz international airport in Austria is located. In my rush and American geographical ignorance I booked the flight thinking it was to his town and didn't realize my stupid mistake until the flight had taken off. I am now sitting in the Linz international airport, and I almost certainly won't be able to get to Horsham in time for the funeral, so I will be heading back to San Francisco tomorrow.

TL;DR: I spent $2000 and three days of leave to support my friend who lives in Horsham, Australia after his wife died but flew to Hörshing, Austria instead.

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