17 hours, 3 airports in 3 different countries and 8 suitcases lost in transit. Yep that was our nightmare on Saturday. Tropical Storm Bertha sent us on a crazy whirlwind adventure that I don't care to go on again.
It all started Friday night when the captain told us that Puerto Rico's port was closed but he had managed to get clearance to go in. Bertha decided to throw an intense amount of rain on the island and there were "puddles" at least 3 feet deep all over the place. So getting to the airport was an adventure to say the least. The tidal wave splashes that our taxi drove through made us all nervous.
Then the 3 hour delay our flight had was going to be interesting as we would have missed our connection in Philadelphia. So a flight leaving at 2:35pm was delayed until 5:30pm guaranteeing we miss our connection. Hello airport lady....help us....
Rerouted to Chicago and a 3pm take off time...YAY airport lady!!! however our luggage was still on runway awaiting Philly flight. So as we wait 2 hours in Chicago, our luggage is somewhere. Then we board my biggest fear, granted I am not a good flyer as is, but put me in a small plane and have it be bouncy....yeah.....my panic button kicks in pretty good. It was under an hour flight and most of the time I was trying to concentrate on the 2 games of hangman I was playing with the girls, but geeze I HATE SMALL PLANES.
And then our adventure through customs. I think the guy was laughing hysterically at us when we told him all 8 suitcases were missing, the look of unbelief was one thing but then when we explained the chaos I think after we walked away all he did was giggle.
Arriving home, I almost killed Dad with the garage door. Yep batting a thousand on this adventure.
The good news: Our luggage came at 10pm the following day and we had all our goodies and clothes back.
The bad news: I am still doing laundry.
Would I do it again...yep....but I would make sure I had a direct flight.
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