I should have been on a plane to Sydney right now, but instead I am in San Francisco. Most people in my situation would be surprised, discouraged and frankly “P.O.’d”.
Am I any of the above stated emotions?
No; I saw this coming.
Because now out of the last three flights I’ve had between Australia and America, 3 have gone wrong. You may have had to read that twice before you realized that 3/3 is 100% of my flights gone wrong. So right now I am in a complimentary Embassy Suites on some poor suckers wifi. I’ve got some free breakfast in the morning, a few more hours sleep, check out, try to not get lost in San Francisco(or P.H.O.B.’d) and then fly to Sydney tomorrow night at 10:30. Technically tonight at 10:30. Holla.
The lone causes of worry are:
- a potential late enrollment fee for college
- no ride from the airport
- a very smelly Andrew arriving in Sydney(not really a worry. more like a fact I’ve come to grips with)