Maybe it's just because I was pretty young then, but I don't remember experiencing as many delays and difficulties in all my younger years of traveling as I've experienced in the past three weeks.
On the way to Grenada, the plane from Chicago to San Juan was delayed for an hour. Then the plane from San Juan to Grenada was two hours late. On the way back we missed our connecting flight from San Juan to Boston, since we only had about an hour from the time we landed in San Juan to the time we were supposed to leave, and we had to go through US immigration. So we were stuck in San Juan for another hour or two while we waited for a flight to Miami. Then we had three hours in Miami before the flight back to Toronto.
This weekend just past I went to a friend's wedding in Richmond, Virginia. We flew to Washington, D.C., then took a Greyhound to Richmond. The flight there was fine, but the Metrobus that we were supposed to take from the airport to a Metrorail station (from which we would go to another station and walk to the Greyhound station) never showed up. Since the buses were hourly, we had to wait another hour on top of the time we had waited for our original bus. Then the Greyhound was late leaving too.
The trip back seemed pretty good at first. The Greyhound and Metrobus were both on time, but when we got to the airport... At first our plane was delayed an hour while they checked out some problem on the plane. Then they told us that something was being repaired, so we waited another half an hour, or hour for that. We got onto the plane, started to take off, but never got off the runway. Apparently the speed thing which was supposed to have been fixed wasn't actually, so they had to replace the whole thing. Since that was going to take a long while, the flight was effectively cancelled.
Originally our flight was supposed to leave around 5:30pm, and we would arrive around 6-something, but we ended up on standby for a 9:30pm flight, with a different airline. Thank goodness we actually made it onto the plane, because otherwise the next flight would have been at 7:30am the next day, at a different airport! (We were at Dulles, and that flight was at the Reagan. The earliest Dulles flight was 8:10am.) I'm sure that such delays and stuff are normal, and it's only because I've been flying so much in a short period of time that I'm feeling so cursed! =P
