Lydster: credit cards abroad

United Airlines to EWK

The joys of using credit cards abroad. Shortly before my daughter went to South Africa for the college semester, I ordered another copy of my credit card with my daughter’s name on it so she could use it there. While it didn’t always work, despite my call to the issuing bank, it was a largely workable system. But then, I received an email from the bank in mid-March.

“We’re introducing new features for managing Authorized Users on your account. If you have Authorized Users, they’ll be issued replacement cards with a card number different from the number on your card. These cards will be sent to your address on file and should arrive by May 12, 2025, as long as your account is not closed.”

That’s a pain. I called them, told them my daughter is away and having difficulty receiving mail there. The representative said they could send her the card to South Africa via the shipping entity DHL. Okay, problem solved.

In early May, her card arrived at MY address. The problem is not solved.  She has the account number, but using her card in person may be limited.

Newark

The other problem is that she’s supposed to fly back on United to Newark Liberty International Airport (EWK) in mid-June. Have you heard about the issues?

Is there a workaround? From here: “United Airlines — the largest carrier at Newark [which she flew going out, and is scheduled to return on] — is alerting customers through its app and website about ‘Newark flexibility.’

“You can reschedule your trip, and they will waive change fees and fare differences, but your new flight must be a United flight departing between two days prior to and two days after your original travel date.

“Tickets must be in the same cabin and between the same cities as originally booked, or LaGuardia Airport in Queens and Philadelphia International Airport in Philadelphia.”

Ultimately, the solution will be to fly to the DC area – only a couple of dollars to change it – and figure out how to get her home on the train.

Lydster: go to the South African consulate

Happy birthday!!

Last we checked, my daughter and I were getting ready to go to the South African consulate in New York City in mid-January. She was there for about 45 minutes. Her father had to stay downstairs, as did a couple of other parents, and there were no chairs; they specifically did not want us to sit on the floor.

Everything seemed to be in place, but we still fretted a bit. That evening, we went to see Maybe Happy Ending with a niece and her Significant Other, the first Broadway show I had seen since Newsies in 2014, and also with my daughter.

Shockingly, her visa arrived in a week —yay!

Jersey

On February 5th, my wife, daughter, and I went to Newark. My wife rightly hated driving in New Jersey, and the closer we got to Newark, the worse. One particular car was in the right lane of three heading south while we were in the middle lane. The car from our right decided to be in the same space we were in, so my wife had to evade the vehicle, not even having time to see if a vehicle was in the left lane to avoid this fool. 

We stopped at a hotel near the Newark airport and took a shuttle to the airport a couple of hours later. The shuttle driver’s driving made my wife nervous. “Jersey drivers” is an earned epitaph.

We arrived at the airport and went through all the processing more quickly than I anticipated. My daughter sat waiting for two hours before boarding, a bit annoyed that we got there so early.

Our daughter had a 14-hour direct flight from Newark to Cape Town, South Africa, and got a ride to her college. Before beginning classes, she experienced many cool and fun orientation stuff, including sightseeing. She seems to be enjoying herself. 

School days

Classes began on February 17th, and she’s enjoying dance, history, and art. One of the things she mentioned about her art class was that most of her classmates have been attending classes together for the past two years. She’s the only American there, and they’re asking her questions—”Why does your country do THAT?”—but they’re otherwise pretty chill about it.

She has had a couple of allergy scares, one while eating pizza and the other a pasta dish. Food labeling is not as robust as it is in the United States. And she’s had some difficulty with her credit and debit cards, even though we called her banks before she left the country. 

Last year, my wife and I went to her college in Massachusetts and spent time with her both before and after her birthday, although not on her birthday. This year, she’s 7,845 miles or 12,625 kilometers. We knew this was going to be the case. It’s a good thing she’s doing what she wants to: exploring the world.

Yet I feel a soupçon of melancholy that she’s so far away.  Happy birthday, my dear daughter. Enjoy your special day.

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