Well, the start was actually quite pleasant. Continental Airlines managed to accidentally book me into first class, where I enjoyed an eight hour flight with delicious food, new movies and reclining seats. That’s where the daydream stopped.
Once we arrived in Newark, I found that my connecting flight kept getting delayed, until it was ultimately cancelled. I rushed over to get in front of the line for free accommodation in New York for the night, so I could wake up fresh for the new flight in the morning.
Luckily, the rescheduled flight went ahead. Unluckily, all my bags and the bags of all the flyers, were left in Newark. It took four days to get all my bags sent to me, and I was in first class.. Then the worst thing happened. I got stopped at customs and questioned over the validity of my stay.
I was hauled into interrogation, where I was locked into a room with a policewoman, who asked for proof of my intention to study. Thank God for my iPhone. I managed to email all I needed to her from my phone and went on my less-than-merry way.
They say that bad things come in threes, and with cancelled flights, lost luggage and angry guards, I’m inclined to believe them. But things can only get better, right?
Printed in An Focal - January 2011
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