madness!
Ok I just had what you could probably either categorise as the worst day of my life hands down/craziest most exciting thing I have ever done. Basically, I flew to Toronto alone and you know when you are alone, you are alone. First hiccup was when I reached Washington-Dulles (IAD) at 3.05 pm. I had to wait 2 hours to clear customs and re-check in my luggage. Why? Because the United Airlines/IAD airport ppl underestimated the fact that they had to clear passengers from flights originating from Zurich, Rome, London, Narita and another place that I cant remember. So everyone ends up missing their connecting flights. So they delayed the connecting flights. Then the thunderstorms started and that caused even more delays everywhere. Murphy’s Law was on overdrive. When I cleared Customs at 5.45 pm, I rushed to gate C22 only to find that my connecting flight has JUST closed its gates. I begged the lady at the counter to let me in, and she did. Phew, I made it or so I thought. The plane taxi-ed on great and we waited at the tarmac ready for take-off when our plane’s turn came. After waiting for 30 minutes, we were barred, because they couldn’t re-route the flight/figure a way to escape the storm clouds. And then we waited and waited and waited until it 8.30pm. By that time I was hysterical inside. I hadnt called/msgd anyone yet because at Narita I had to security check, pee and then run to the gate to make my flight to IAD, then at bloody customs of washington-dulles no one could take out their handphones for fear of security bla bla. So I was worried that my parents will worry. And suddenly I started obsessing abt the fact that I had no student permit/visa. It just hit me. As in I know we don’t need any permit for Canada, but I went a bit mad in my head. You know when I am totally flummoxed by a situation I will just shut down physically but my head goes on overdrive on all sorts of things. Then after 3 hours of gg mad in the plane waiting, wondering, I re-entered the gate and then I had to queue for 4 freaking hours just to get confirmation that my next flight is wat 3.45pm Thursday Why did I queue for 4 freaking hours? Because no one told me what time my flight is, there is nowhere I can check unless I have the Net and 1800-UNITED-1 is just a bullcrap automaton that cant help me. I didn’t throw a cow because whats the point? The lady behind me has missed her flight twice and has spent more than US$500 bucks on taxi fares and hotel rooms. And she is transferring to Air France to get to Cologne. So more money! She expected to be in Germany on Wednesday and she will only reach on Friday! And her next flight is tomorrow 10pm and she will be in the same clothes for approximately 5 days. So why should I go crazy right? I kinda stoned on the line, holding my pee. listening to fellow ppl in my flight try to beat the united automaton, book hotel rooms, harrass the luggage hotline number. People were stranded from everywhere. There was this girl who stood at the counter for 2 hours while the helpless lady at the counter tried to get her her flights. She was crying at the start and later on it was just plain relenting to the situation.
Thing is the weather forecast just (1 AM) showed that the situation may not change. Expected more bad weather today… So what can I do right? Im really cultivating my ‘shrug’ mentality hahaha. And Paris Hilton has claustrophobia! And panic attacks! Stuff her into the 40 seater Lear jet on suspended animation on the tarmac then she knows! Hahahhahaha. I must look mad typing madly onto my Lappie
Learning points: I am so used to the efficiency and the connectivity that singapore offers that when I am in this situation I am at a disadvantage. Ppl in singapore take for fucking granted that nothing can spoil their plans. If singaporeans were to fucking queue for 4 hours or more to get that one piece of info, they will write letters to the Straits Times. You get what I mean. We are just so bloody pampered. And we are never at the mercy of weather and natural disasters. What babies are we!
Oh and did I tell you that I have only 6 US bucks with me? I am like a Canadian Thousand-aire but im US broke. So I gotts starve tonight I think. Good thing is, everyone is sleeping ard in the terminal, they give us blankets and pillows but Im still afraid to sleep. Despite being so sleepy.
I watched Music and Lyrics in the plane. It was simple and beautiful. I watched Ryan phillipe’s breach, which was brilliant! I also watched the Pursuit of Happyness which makes me so sure that I am bloody lazy.
I think I have perfected the art of stoning! In general. Oh and plane food was outrageously bad. I ate beans and bread and rice and fruits and beans and beans. Haha J ok I better stop. My lappie is dying already!
Im going mad but I DON’T CARE IM GOING TO PERSIST AND I WILL SURVIVE “ONE NIGHT IN THE AIRPORT”. Wow sounds like a Paris hilton sex tape hahahah. Ok and I have this urge to rip open my tudung right now. Hahahhaha L ok. I WAS THE ONLY TUDUNG IN ALL FLIGHTS IN ALL AIRPORTS> WOW! Talk about conspicuous!
Note: I blogged this on Word masa tengah step jadi Bag Lady aka Homeless! gtg alr. Btw toronto rocks! love it to death!
