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long airport waits, among the things in life i hate!
I feel like lately I’ve really been soured on the idea of traveling. In my life I’ve always traveled at the drop of a hat, mostly because that’s how my parents were accustomed to doing so. Also, in efforts to be efficient, I often find myself running from class straight to a train or plane or vice versa. This last time though, it sort of backfired and created much more of a headache than it was worth:
Like I mentioned in an earlier post, I went home to visit for a long weekend. I had made a list of all the stuff I wanted to get and eat while I could. As I was leaving my house, I realized that I forgot to put stuffed crust pizza on my list but, at that point didn’t have time to get it; I was disappointed, but I figured I’d get over it.
I checked my bags at the airport and then proceeded through security and to the gate. About ten minutes before they were supposed to board, the man at the Iberia desk announced that the flight would be delayed. I was slightly miffed, but figured I would be fine so long as it was only a short delay. It was Monday evening America time, and this flight, if on schedule, would put me in Madrid two hours before my 12:30 class on Tuesday—just enough time to drop my bags off and get back to campus.
Well, I waited in the airport for seven hours before finally, at three am, going home instead of waiting in the ridiculous line to be put up at a hotel. The flight was rescheduled for the following day—the only information we were given was to be back at the airport by two pm the following day…I figured, at that point why bother even bringing my suitcase into the house?
Luckily my mom spent the whole morning on the phone with the airline who, after much harassing, told her that the flight was supposed to leave at 2. Upon hearing that, I grabbed a paper towel for the rest of my pizza and got in the car, barely having time to re-hug my family good-by. I rushed through the airport at hyper speed, even begging to be allowed to cut the security line.…All of that for the darn stuffed crust pizza!



seriously- getting from home
seriously- getting from home (DC) to school in NY, i take the train just cuz even though its only a 45 min flight, they have like a 20% chance of being on time *shakes head*
I understand why you'd be
I understand why you'd be souring on the idea of travel. For me, it's air travel. For Halloween weekend, my friends & I went to Dublin and the trip there and back was ridiculous. Left at 5am both times to try to make an 8am flight, nearly missing our flight to get there. However, there was a bright side. The ordeal made me appreciate my other travels (via ferry, bus & train) more. They may take more time... but it's a lot less hassle and that seems worth it to me.
Also- 7 hours waiting for a flight? I've been stuck in that situation before. It's ridiculous. Good thing you got to go home though.