Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Luggage saga continued:
Long story made very short, our luggage spent 3 days in Vienna, Austria before it finally made it to us in Rimini, Italy. It made for a miserable three days while waiting for it to get back to us. Yeah, I think I'll be having a chat with Delta. Luckily for anyone reading this, enough time has passed so that I'm bored with this story and I'm ready to move on. : - )
Next post will be about men in Speedos; the good, the bad and the just plain wrong!
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Italy in June (2012)
After months of planning, on May 31st we headed for the airport to start our Italian and Croatian holiday.
We flew from San Diego to L.A. and then from L.A. to Paris. In Paris we would catch our connecting flight to Firenze (Florence). Well, that was the plan anyway. Also in the plan was for our luggage to accompany us along the way - ultimately ending up in the same place, at the same time as Bill and me. Silly, silly delusional girl!
As sometimes happens, our flight leaving from LA to Paris was delayed 1 1/2 hours - at the gate, after we had boarded. The problem would now be that we would probably not make our connecting flight to Firenze. Normally I would not really care because, after all, a vacation is an adventure and the most fun is had when you "roll with it". This time though, I had made plans with a friend to meet in Firenze at the airport and I had no way to reach him and let him know of the delay. I felt sad knowing that he would be waiting and maybe thinking I changed my mind.
So, we arrive in Paris and we had, in fact missed our connection. We had to wait another 2 hours but finally got our new flight and were on our way to Firenze. We arrived about 4 hours later than originally planned - our luggage didn't arrive at all.
To be continued...
We flew from San Diego to L.A. and then from L.A. to Paris. In Paris we would catch our connecting flight to Firenze (Florence). Well, that was the plan anyway. Also in the plan was for our luggage to accompany us along the way - ultimately ending up in the same place, at the same time as Bill and me. Silly, silly delusional girl!
As sometimes happens, our flight leaving from LA to Paris was delayed 1 1/2 hours - at the gate, after we had boarded. The problem would now be that we would probably not make our connecting flight to Firenze. Normally I would not really care because, after all, a vacation is an adventure and the most fun is had when you "roll with it". This time though, I had made plans with a friend to meet in Firenze at the airport and I had no way to reach him and let him know of the delay. I felt sad knowing that he would be waiting and maybe thinking I changed my mind.
So, we arrive in Paris and we had, in fact missed our connection. We had to wait another 2 hours but finally got our new flight and were on our way to Firenze. We arrived about 4 hours later than originally planned - our luggage didn't arrive at all.
To be continued...
Bill asleep in Paris airport
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