Day 1
We left on Wednesday, Oct 15. This day turned out to coincide with hurricane Omar, which passed directly over St. Croix. After checking our luggage at the airport we received a frantic phone call from Haylee. The airline had called her and told her our flights had been cancelled due to the hurricane. We told her not to worry about it since we were at the airport and would figure it out. We were surprised the woman who checked our bags hadn't mentioned anything about our flights being cancelled. At security Anne and I learned that we had been given receipts for our luggage in lieu of boarding passes so we had to go back to the ticket counter to get boarding passes. We asked her about our cancelled flights and she told us that we would be staying the night in Dallas and we'd get flights throughout the next days that would put us in St. Croix on Friday. When we got to the gate we talked to the woman there about our cancelled flights. It's all a blur now, but in essence we talked to three people at two different airports before we came up with a satisfactory solution. The side-effect of all this was that we would have to claim and re-check our baggage at all stops on our way to St. Croix. This meant going through security at each stop as well. We flew from SLC to Dallas to Miami where we would spend the night hoping the hurricane would pass. When we arrived in Miami we were given discount vouchers to spend the night at Miami Mart. Let me say that again: Miami Mart. We figured we might be spending the night in aisle 14, next to the breakfast cereals and Slurpee dispenser. To our surprise, Miami Mart turned out to be a hotel rather than a convenience store. I didn't see even a hint of a fuel pump. We checked in and began the process of enjoying the "hospitality" of $3/bottle of water, non-complimentary internet access, non-complimentary local phone calls and non-complimentary continental breakfast. The breakfast menu listed a glass of OJ at $5. In Florida. We called a local pizza joint and ordered a pizza and some Key Lime pie and a few minutes later we got a call from the lobby telling us the pizza had arrived. Anne went down to pick it up and the rest of us waited. And waited. After about 30 minutes we decided something must be wrong and where the heck was our pizza? Ryan went in search of Anne and came back a few moments later with the surprising news that Anne was stuck in the elevator.
That sounds like a pretty sweet beginning. Similar to the beginning of our trip, filled with a bunch of good. I would like to hear the rest, please.
ReplyDeleteI heard most of the stories, but not when they've been Joelified. I would like to hear the Joelified versions please.
ReplyDeleteIt really sounds like U had the mostest fun ever!!! I would sooner be full body waxed!!!! Sounds like U need a vacation.....I sorry.
ReplyDeleteHurricanes = fun.
ReplyDeleteI hate to turn a mart subject back on myself like I always do, but I went to the kwik-e-mart in Universal studios. I bought a Duff.
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