Traveling Woes...

So, I eventually made it to Biloxi, Mississippi. The flight down was an absolute NIGHTMARE. I am going to avoid traveling out of Philly Airport ever again. As I stated before, I got delayed three hours in Philly because there was snow in Atlanta. As it turned out, we were allowed to board our plane at 1:30 pm, which was an hour an a half late. After getting onto the plane, we sat a the terminal for a little longer than usual. Something was up. The pilot announced to the passengers that there was a mechanical error with the black box. We waited for a mechanic to fix the problem.

The mechanic couldn't fix the problem.

Everyone was instructed to get off the plane because a part had to be flown up from, ironically, Atlanta. The flight was canceled, and we had to rebook. After waiting in a line of about fifty people, I foutd out that I could catch a later flight to Atlanta at 3 pm. However, the rest of the flights from Atlanta to Gulfport International Airport (my intended destination for the evening) were booked. I could have waited on stand by, get put in a hotel in Atlanta for the night if I didn't make a flight, then leave for Gulfport the next morning. I called my recruiter and she said to fly into either New Oreleans, Louisiana, or Mobile, Alabama, and I would be picked up there. Cool, two states that I've never been to before at least. So I switched my flight out of Atlanta to Mobile, AL.

As I was getting ready to depart at 3 pm, the new flight to Atlanta got delayed until 4:30 pm. Yahoo. I finally got on board the plane and we left the terminal to make our way to the runway, when it began to rain. Heavily. Departures were delayed once again, and I finally got in the air at 5:15 pm. After an uneventful flight to Atlanta, I raced to the next terminal to hop the plane to Alabama. After I got into Alabama, I had to register my lost luggage which was sent to the original, Gulfport, Mississippi airport. I am sick of this story. To finish up, I met up with seven kids that had the same sorts of things happen to them, got picked up in a bus from Deloitte, drove past Biloxi to Gulfport to get our stuff (an hour and a half) then back to the Biloxi hotel for a reheated dinner of black-eyed peas, collard greens, and beef at 10:30 pm. All this took me 14 straight hours. Bullshit.

Updates on how the actual spring break is going soon...