There are few days more frustrating than one which starts at 2:40 AM with a mad rush to the airport to catch an EARLY morning flight . . . only to be bumped because the flight is overbooked and Austrian Airways, in a huge gaff, sent down a smaller plane on a day when the outgoing was overbooked! So after I have three new flights assigned to me, I then cool my heels for two hours waiting for a flight to leave, when I could have been sleeping!!
Made the super short connection in Zagreb, and even chugged down a cappuccino, although that made me the last person on the flight to Frankfort. After one of the most thorough and invasive security checks I have ever experienced (and that is saying something!!) I race to my gate, although I don't even have a boarding pass for the third leg of the flight. If you have ever been to Frankfort, you know what a HUGE airport it is, and it takes far too long to get anywhere there. I had less than a hour, change of terminals, no boarding pass, and the security-of-invasive-hell stopping me. But I made the flight - last person on the plane twice in a row!
But the disappointing news was when the guy, with a hair-sticking-straight-up-into-the-air gel mohawk, was printing me a boarding pass, he informed me that they had already lost track of my checked bag.
The funniest thing of all is that, I arrived at my destination 2.5 hours earlier than I would had I been able to keep my original flights!! Isn't that just like life? Crap happens, and everything gets changed around, you get all stressed out about what you cannot not possibly change, only to find out in the end, that what happened to you, carried a great gift. On the other hand, the bag arrived two days later.
