So after leaving my house about 9 hours ago, I'm no closer to Seattle than when I started. I'm in lovely Saugus, Massachusetts (slums of Boston) after an airline debacle of epic and Xanax worthy porportions. Here's the day in numbers:
Hours sat on Raleigh runway: 1.5
Runways operating at Boston airport: 1
Connections missed: 1
Number of gate agents spoken to in Boston: 16
Number of helpful gate agents: 0
Terminals directed and redirected to: 3
Pairs of sensible traveling shoes worn: 0
Pairs of cute, non-sensible shoes worn: 1
Hurt Feet: 2
Bag missing: 1
Hotel paid for with my hard earned $$ because delay was deemed "non-mechanical"... :1
Hours spent at overpriced hotel before 4am shuttle comes to retrieve me: 6
Chance of me flying with a Boston connection again: ZERO!!!
Chance of this ruining my excellent Seattle vacation: ZERO!!
That is, unless they fail to locate my bag. Then I'm totally screwed..... :(
4 comments:
That SUUUUCKS...
HAve fun in Seattle though.
Throw a fish for me!
I wondered, after getting that first text about closed runways and sitting in planes on runways, if the shoe choice would play a part in the day... as I fondly recalled running through the airport to make connections on my trip to Seattle... Hummm... maybe the issue is Seattle not Boston... Good luck in your journey today!
wow. i am so sorry!
Doesn't it make this sad turn of events all worth it that you could blog from the new ipod touch? That monstrosity does have internet, right?
Love ya sister!
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