M.E. Harrowing 10 Hour Travel Experience

Bonjour to all!!

I'm back from Canada! I had an awesome time in Tremblant doing random adventurous mountain things. My dad and I did this thing called Acrobranche where you're attatched to a harness and you move from tree to tree on these different courses (walking on logs, cords, zip lines) about 20-30 feet in the air. And we did horeseback riding on the mountain, where you're going up a steep hill for the whole thing through 9 inches of mud and rocks. That was a challenge. And we did Luge. Also fun.

"But what is the harrowing part?" you might ask. That came on the way home. We left our hotel at 10:30 for our 2:30 flight (the airport was an hour and a half away). Well we got there and did the whole customs, bag check, security, eat horrible airport food for lunch thing and we were waiting for our plane to board when they announced that our flight was cancelled. I didn't find out until later, but it turned out there was a dynamite scare at Newark airport where we were flying into. At first we thought we were going to have to stay overnight, but we called the number the airport gave us and found a flight that was leaving in 2 hours. Good news, right? Wrong. We had to go back upstairs and find our baggage. After some stewardess took pity on us and gave us a ride to the complete other side of the airport in a golf cart we were hit by a sight of devastation- the customs line. There had to be at least 500 people ahead of us, and if some airport security guy hadn't listened to our story and taken pity on us and taken us on line early, I would STILL be standing on that line. But that's not all! We had to go through the whole customs, bag check, security process ALL OVER AGAIN. We sprinted through half the airport and got there just in time to buy a muffin and board the plane. Safe, right? No. Our flight was to LaGuardia airport, which is located in Queens and is a complete toilet. None of out usual airport pickup people will go to Queens. So we had to hail a cab back to Staten Island, which is like a one hour and a $60 cab fare away. We got home somewhere between 8:30 and 9:00 at night.

And once I got home, as any stressed, hungry person would, what did I do?

Ordered Chinese food.

M.E.