My day has gone a little something like this:
4am wake up
4:30am leave house for airport
5am arrive at airport
5:20am arrive at gate, say bye to Eric (he’s going to Pittsburgh)
5:45am board plane, sit down, buckle my seatbelt…then everyone is asked to exit the airplane
Yep, I knew this morning was going too smooth to be true. There was a mechanical issue with my plane, the flight was eventually canceled, all other flights booked the rest of the day, it was a disaster.
I actually have the worst of luck flying. One time my plane was even struck by lightening!
So after a few hours of standing in the longest line ever, I’m on a different airline with a pretty late departure and an even later arrival time.
It’s not the worst in the world, I really hate complaining about it. I’m lucky that I have a family to fly home to, and that I have the means to go see them, but it still sucks, ya know?
Atleast I have free wifi and Netflix. And breakfast and lunch voucher. Which I really hope applies to alcohol.
Please entertain me while I sit in airports all day. Anyone else dealing with hellacious travel over the holidays?