Current mood:

stressed

Never flying again.
It nearly took me two days to get home from New York City  but I made it some how. Our flight from NYC to Charlotte was delayed 30 minutes so that meant we missed our connecting flight so we had to spend another night in NYC. We woke up at 4 am to go back to the airport to catch a flight to Charlotte and when we got to Charlotte the flight to New Orleans was canceled. We then switched from US Airways to NWA *TERRIBLE IDEA!!! LAUGH IT UP* to fly into Memphis which would send us to Baton Rouge, being a lot more convenient than flying into NOLA then having someone drive us to Baton Rouge.

Our plan came late to Memphis by 3 minutes so we missed our flight. The next one wasn't for about 6 hours so we had to spend all of that time in that shitty ass airport.

I forgot to add that in the Charlotte Airport we went to Jamba Juice for wheatgrass shots and I overheard them saying the wheatgrass was molded but I swear I saw them bring out more. Well, after taking them, you already know what happened! Throwing up everywhere in the bathroom. Had to go get a refund and I am probably going to call Jamba Juice to bitch.

Continuing.

So finally it was time for us to leave and I just couldn't believe we were finally going to be getting. I felt like fucking Dorothy. Well, let's talk about how after all of that shit our flight was only 50 minutes? I seriously listened to a few songs on an album and BAM we were in Baton Rouge.

And of course they lost our luggage and don't really know where it is because the tracking system is down.

edit: Found!