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Well, this is my best one, surpassing the “We got stuck in Portugal over a holiday weekend despite being warned not to and doing our best to avoid it and still managed to get back to Seville for class after a lengthy day of trains, a ferry, and busses.”
Yesterday I was supposed to fly back home, through Reykjavik. First the flight was delayed due to a mysterious ticking noise/mechanical issue. Then we boarded and took off just late enough it was likely my flight from Reykjavik would be gone by the time I got there. Then we headed back to London. Then, despite everyone’s best efforts, a hundred people or so milled around with no clear directions, finally making our way to a long, long queue where we waited for over two hours to get hotel vouchers, New flights, and some sense of peace.
Thankfully I slept great at the hotel and am now waiting for the bus to take me back to the airport. So. Here we go again.
Addendum: made it across the ocean but missed my last flight by minutes. At this point I’m ready to laugh.
Yesterday I was supposed to fly back home, through Reykjavik. First the flight was delayed due to a mysterious ticking noise/mechanical issue. Then we boarded and took off just late enough it was likely my flight from Reykjavik would be gone by the time I got there. Then we headed back to London. Then, despite everyone’s best efforts, a hundred people or so milled around with no clear directions, finally making our way to a long, long queue where we waited for over two hours to get hotel vouchers, New flights, and some sense of peace.
Thankfully I slept great at the hotel and am now waiting for the bus to take me back to the airport. So. Here we go again.
Addendum: made it across the ocean but missed my last flight by minutes. At this point I’m ready to laugh.
