February 3, 2007
After six hours of solid sleep, I woke up at 7 AM to catch a 10:40 flight from Dulles to Orlando. Everything runs smoothly until we arrive at check-in, and apparently people can still have paper tickets! Who knew! When I bought my plane ticket months ago, I figured that E-tickets were the only things in existence. Unfortunately I didn’t have my paper ticket and my mom and I spent some time running around the airport (with two very heavy bags) trying to solve my no-ticket problem. Eventually it all got settled and some very nice lady at US Airways fixed my problem… three hours later I was racing around the Orlando airport trying to find my next plane. My previous flight was 35 minutes late and gave me only 30 minutes to run around the most awful airport in America…never go to Central Florida…. No signs telling me what gate to go to, and no one capable of showing me where BahamasAir was located. After riding the terminal a couple times, the nice baggage men hanging out behind the airport Church told me exactly where I needed to go. I was the second to last person to board my plane at 1:55 (2:00 departure). Usually when I travel everything runs very smoothly. I’m finally on the trip of a lifetime, by myself, and everything seems to go wrong.
Upon arriving in Nassau, BahamasAir had misplaced one of my bags. I was leaving Nassau in less than 24 hours and one of my bags was missing. All of my toiletries, underwear, t-shirts, bathing suits! were missing. I took my one lonely bag that now had a rip the size of Chile on the side and filed a missing bad report, praying to God the entire time that I would not leave Nassau without all my luggage.
I met up with Caitlin at our hotel (5 miles from our port) and gave her my little sob story. I immediately called my father, completely frantic and incapable of clear and complete sentences, and sent him to work in finding my bag and doing whatever would be possible to get it to me. There was nothing I could do late at night, so we made a stop at Senor Frogs in Nassau, and called it a night at 11:00 PM.
3 comments:
Great news about your bag. Your dad worked long and hard on that one. Guess its wild and curly hair for the next 99 days. We're so glad all is well. What did you mean you met your roommate? I thought Caitlin was your roommate.
mae,
got your text this morning.
your trip sounds well... awesome so far. not. but im sure its going to get better. what part of puerto rico are you in.
im taking this class on afro carribean culture and my professor is obsessed with puerto rico because he lived there. he cant imagine just saying 'puerto rico" like we say it; he says it in spanish. even though hes from pennsylvania.
love love love you!
Happy Birthday! Love, Jennifer, Alison, Elizabeth and Caroline
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