Well, I must go get Trogdor out of pet jail and then get some sleep, but I had to get in a small rant. When travel goes wrong, it really goes wrong. Here's what the last 32 hours were like:
1) Leave hotel in Aberdeen for the airport (where there was a f'in sweet Lamborghini parked out front)
2) Have the flight in Aberdeen delayed for 30 minutes and then cancelled outright a bit later
3) Stand in line for literally 1.5 hours to get tickets re-routed through Paris instead of Amsterdam
4) Flight from Aberdeen to Paris gets delayed for 30 minutes again
5) Late to Paris, they had to bus us to the flight back to Houston (they held it at the gate)
6) The gate attendants in Paris couldn't find our eTickets, so we had to wait another 20 minutes on the gate while they called Aberdeen
7) Had to sit on the taxiway in Paris for an hour while a storm passed and were 10th in line for takeoff
8) While trying to takeoff, one of the front tires on the landing gear blew-out and we had to sit on the plane for another 1.5 hours while they literally changed the front gear tires.
9) After landing in Houston 10.5 hours later, we found out our luggage never made it.
Uh, it was a bit of a rough trip back. But, no worries. I'm home and FedEx should show up with my luggage sometime today.
P.S. On the up-side, the Airbus A330 is a pimp little ride and I highly recommend it if you are going to be stuck in a sardine can for extended periods of time.
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