Traveling woes

Its been a busy week here in panama. I've working with my family help them setup up there computer net work. I finally have some free time so I though I would write about what had to be one of the worst traveling experiences in my 10 years of going to Central America.

It all started last Friday morning at 4am in Boston. Thats when I had to get up for my 6am flight. I'm not a big fan of early flights but it helps in case you miss a connection or something. Anyway I arrived in north Carolina around 8:30. On my way to my next flight I passed one of the monitors only to see that my flight was canceled.

Canceled? I've never had a canceled flight before. Epically ON THE DAY OF THE FLIGHT. When I get to the would be gate no one is there. I guess I was supposed to know what to do on my own. I found a age agent at another gate and she told me to go to the service desk.

The service desk was moving very slowly...of course. Thankfully when it was my turn the agent tells me they are putting me on a 7pm flight out of Miami. I thought "This isn't too bad . At a least I will be there tonight."

I arrived at Miami around 2:30 in the after noon. I signed up to use the internet and settled in for a 5 hour wait before my next flight. As 7 drew closer they made an announcement that there was something wrong with my plane and that we can not take it. Perfect. However they did have another plane and they assured us it would only be a 45 minuet delay.

We finally start boarding the plane AT 7:45. Around 8:10 we are all on and just sitting there The captain informs us that we are waiting for catering. This turns into another 20 min wait. Then it starts to rain and they close down a run way. We finally get out of there around 9.

Oh and the catering we were waiting all that time for, is just drinks. They didn't even feed us.

Once we land I get out only to find an hour and half line for customs line in front of me. Lucky they didn't lose my bags and I my sister was there waiting for me.

We finally get home around 2am my time. By this time I had been up for 22 hours.

I think the only good part of the day was the car ride to my sisters house. My niece and I were sitting in the back seat falling asleep on each other. I had this feeling like: This is the reason I put up with all the headaches of traveling. To be here in this car with my family. Somehow, in that moment, it all seamed worth it.