This is a narration to my disastrous trip to "Berlin (haha)"
I arrived at my gate and waited for my flight from Mcallen to Dallas Texas to start boarding.
An announcer informed us that severe weather in Dallas would delay our boarding time half an hour.
Add another half hour to the wait
Boarded at last.
As we flew in circles above Dallas, the captain announced that we would circle for 45 minutes more. The airport was having issues. My connecting flight to London was going to board at 8:30. By now, I was sure I missed it.
We finally arrived. Too late for me. Chaos all over Dallas airport. Everyone was running, yelling and crowding. All the employees were surrounded by dozens of panicked travelers.
Finally got to talk to an employee. She didnt want to help. I asked her to please look up my international flight, since it was nowhere to be seen. She grudgingly typed the info on her screen.
"Dallas to London ALL DONE! GONE!" she shouted at me and left me there to rot.
I finally got another employee to help. She told me that I had been re-routed to Los Angeles and that the flight had been boarding for five minutes already. I had only 8 minutes to get halfway across the Dallas airport and reach my gate before the plane took off. With no time for questions, I raced in a panic.
I got there as they were preparing to close the gates. They let me in and flew me three hours in the opposite direction of my destination- Los Angeles. I discovered that my next flight would not be until the following morning.
11:30PM (LA time)
I arrived and everything was closed. I was thirsty as heck since Dallas (from all that running), and there was not one store open. I also hadnt eaten all day.
I texed my sister who lives in LA. I hadnt seen her in 3 years.
I said "whatcha doing?"
She responded "working"
"Oh man, that sux. Im here in LA for 7 hours"
She freaked and moved heaven earth and sky to come to the airport and see me.
Looking for a source of water, an airport employee decided to take up my cause and help me get some. He took me into a store that had already closed and demanded they sell me some water. They strongly denied, saying the register was closed. Both got really agressive with each other and fought really ugly as I just stood there.
"Dont worry, Ill just drink from a fountain. I think I saw one out there," I said.
But they ignored me and continued to fight about me. Finally, the manager agreed to sell me her own bottle of water for three dollars (it was a huge bottle). She had her name writen all over it, but it had been unopened. Her name was DITA
I looked for a quiet corner to sleep. When I had made myself at "home" some employes arrived to vaccum. I forced myself to sleep through it.
I awoke with a call from my sister. She was there. I jumped out of there and left the secure area as I met her downstairs. We walked for nearly an hour looking for a place to eat. Nothing was open so we ended up at the baggage claim and caught up on years of each other's lives.
Back through security and headed to my gate- LA-New York. I made a friend. She was a local from Berlin. The interesting part is that she was also from Taiwan, but had lived in Berlin for quite a while. She and I talked and talked about family, culture, and of course, Berlin. We even went to the bathroom together.
Boarded for New York.
4:40 PM (NY time)
As the plane taxied I turned on my phone. I got a call from mother in law. She told me her mother had passed away. Mother in law was going to take care of Katy through my trip in europe. She asked me if I wanted her to take Katy with her to the funeral or if I wanted to come back. (of course I would come back. She needed to be free to mourn her own mother)
.... to be continued.... It gets weirder and weirder.