7:00 PM - I get to the airport and my flight is still scheduled to take off.
8:45 PM - I am walking to the gate and there is a big board of flights scheduled for the evening. There's about 75. About 10 of them have not been cancelled, including my own.
9:15 PM - It is time for my flight to board, and they say that the plane is there, but a member of the crew has not shown up.
9:45 PM - It's time for my flight to take off, and the member of crew has not shown up yet. There's an announcement saying they will have an update for us at 10:10.
10:00 PM - They announce that the member of crew is still AWOL and the flight is cancelled.
10:45 - I have reached the front of the line to re-schedule my flight. They did not have another direct flight until Sunday. My original flight was a direct one, so I did not want to re-schedule for a connecting, due to my motion sickness problem. I am then told that my options are to wait 2 hours to get my bag at the baggage claim, or pick it up from the United office when I arrive in Charleston. I am a bit concerned but I decide on the latter, since I don't really seriously need anything in the suitcase before then.
I get a ride from my friend Austin, go to get dinner together, get home and go to bed.
10:00 AM - I get a call from my friend Amanda, the friend who I was supposed to meet in Charleston, saying that they fucked up our room at the youth hostel. I reserved a private room, and she was told to sleep in a dorm room. Then she was told that they don't have any private rooms available until Sunday night.
- the next 3 hours - I am on and off the phone with Amanda, developing a plan for what we're gonna do... she decides to stay at a Howard Johnson for tonight, then she will return to the hostel when I arrive and we'll stay in a private room.
- I try making plans for the weekend to try to feel a bit better about the fact that I'm still fucking at home, but no one seems to be available. I finally reach my friend Tadzi, and invite him to come down and visit me.
- I then go to clear it with my mother. She gets really argumentative and basically says that she's annoyed that she doesn't have the house to herself this weekend (which obviously is not my fault or my intention, and I'm annoyed to be here in the first place), and that I can't have him stay here because he depresses her. Even if he just stays in my room and we aren't in the common areas? Yes. It's still not okay.
- I talk to Tadzi and we decide to be crazy and spend the night in a hotel. Why? Because we can.
Finally, I feel a bit happy, but so far the weekend has sucked.
And it continues...
I got to the airport for my re-scheduled flight, and we boarded, and we were on the plane for 2 hours. They had some sort of communication issue. They took us off that plane and had us wait another 2 hours before boarding the new one.
THEN I arrived in Charleston, only to find that (naturally) the office to the United office (with my suitcase in it) was locked and there were no agents available at United ticketing either. I had to wait 45 minutes for a cop to open the office so I could finally get my bag.
And now, FINALLY... I am in Charleston with my friend.
8:45 PM - I am walking to the gate and there is a big board of flights scheduled for the evening. There's about 75. About 10 of them have not been cancelled, including my own.
9:15 PM - It is time for my flight to board, and they say that the plane is there, but a member of the crew has not shown up.
9:45 PM - It's time for my flight to take off, and the member of crew has not shown up yet. There's an announcement saying they will have an update for us at 10:10.
10:00 PM - They announce that the member of crew is still AWOL and the flight is cancelled.
10:45 - I have reached the front of the line to re-schedule my flight. They did not have another direct flight until Sunday. My original flight was a direct one, so I did not want to re-schedule for a connecting, due to my motion sickness problem. I am then told that my options are to wait 2 hours to get my bag at the baggage claim, or pick it up from the United office when I arrive in Charleston. I am a bit concerned but I decide on the latter, since I don't really seriously need anything in the suitcase before then.
I get a ride from my friend Austin, go to get dinner together, get home and go to bed.
10:00 AM - I get a call from my friend Amanda, the friend who I was supposed to meet in Charleston, saying that they fucked up our room at the youth hostel. I reserved a private room, and she was told to sleep in a dorm room. Then she was told that they don't have any private rooms available until Sunday night.
- the next 3 hours - I am on and off the phone with Amanda, developing a plan for what we're gonna do... she decides to stay at a Howard Johnson for tonight, then she will return to the hostel when I arrive and we'll stay in a private room.
- I try making plans for the weekend to try to feel a bit better about the fact that I'm still fucking at home, but no one seems to be available. I finally reach my friend Tadzi, and invite him to come down and visit me.
- I then go to clear it with my mother. She gets really argumentative and basically says that she's annoyed that she doesn't have the house to herself this weekend (which obviously is not my fault or my intention, and I'm annoyed to be here in the first place), and that I can't have him stay here because he depresses her. Even if he just stays in my room and we aren't in the common areas? Yes. It's still not okay.
- I talk to Tadzi and we decide to be crazy and spend the night in a hotel. Why? Because we can.
Finally, I feel a bit happy, but so far the weekend has sucked.
And it continues...
I got to the airport for my re-scheduled flight, and we boarded, and we were on the plane for 2 hours. They had some sort of communication issue. They took us off that plane and had us wait another 2 hours before boarding the new one.
THEN I arrived in Charleston, only to find that (naturally) the office to the United office (with my suitcase in it) was locked and there were no agents available at United ticketing either. I had to wait 45 minutes for a cop to open the office so I could finally get my bag.
And now, FINALLY... I am in Charleston with my friend.
I haven't seen Jay in a really really long time, and I would like to see him. If you two just want alone time I totally understand, but if you want to hang out, give me I call.
When you called just a few minutes ago I was honestly still asleep my period started and I was like "I am not fucking waking up for the phone."
I would looove to have a hotel weekend. For whatever reason.
Whether I see you or not while you are hanging out with Jay I hope you two have a good time.