This weekend past I was supposed to be in Atlanta for my mate Snappy’s birthday and Snappy and Lexi’s housewarming party. Everything was set. It was Atlanta or bust. Turned out Atlanta WAS bust! I guess it just wasn’t meant to be!
For a whole string of reasons, including missing a flight, Spring Break and ridiculously full flights, I never made it to Atlanta. Something was trying to tell me that I shouldn’t be travelling this weekend. The most annoying time was actually sitting on the plane and then being asked to get off cos they had called a complete no-fly into the Atlanta area. Why? Here’s why!
I was so angry I can’t even begin to explain. I was actually shaking when I eventually left the airport. I had to walk away before I got myself arrested. I threw myself in a cab and had one of the best drivers ever. We had such a nice chat on the way back to the hotel and he made me feel so much better about it all. After I explained the compilation of cock-ups that had occurred over the past two days he said, “Sometimes you have a little voice giving you messages. Buddy, this is a loud hailer! You should not be travelling this weekend.” He then went on to explain what I could do on Sunday now that I was stuck in Houston. It included Nasa which was a great plan!
I got back to the hotel, smashed (not literally) a bottle of wine and went to sleep early to forget about the day.
For a Passport Thrasher I am not doing very well. Just goes to show, bad luck can happen to anyone when dealing with travel and the travel industry! Oh and weather!
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