Wednesday, May 26, 2010

 

This Is Why I Hate Traveling

Annnndddd….. my bad travel luck continues.

After two days in the luxurious JW Marriott, I left for the airport (with an hour to spare, thank you).

Two weird things happened at once.

1. When I walked through the door, the people behind the ticket counter immediately announced that the flight to San Fran was delayed and I was going to miss my connecting flight (I have to say, this is not the first time I have walked through the airport doors to be told my flight was cancelled, it happened in Florida too).

2. Turns out, I had screwed up my Expedia order and it didn’t matter anyway, because I had myself flying out 24 hours later regardless.

I’m fortunate to have a husband that could quickly get on the interwebs and book me a hotel for the night.

Now, there might be two assumptions you would make (like we did). For example, that the there really isn’t that much difference between an $85 a night hotel and a $385 a night hotel. You might also think that a city like Palm Springs doesn’t have a ghetto.

You would be VERY wrong on both accounts.

I’m not FourSquaring this place. I don’t want anyone to know where I am right now and I really don’t want to know who the mayor of this place is.

I’m going to try to fly standby tomorrow at 5 am. Hopefully, some sad sack will sleep through their alarm and I’ll get to take their place on the plane and get home! Wish me luck

P.S. I have never stayed in a hotel with cement floors. Have you?

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