Continuation of...Paris

Ok, I've told you about my Louvre story but now I would like to rewind a little bit and talk to you about when I first began my journey. It was definitely an experience, to say the least. To bring you up to speed, I was scheduled to depart from New York's JFK airport on December 26th for my big trip to Paris. The facts we now know are that it's winter, we know it's the holidays and we all know unexpected things can happen during wintertime. Anyway, I am on my way home on Christmas night and what happens? I get a message on my phone saying that my flight has been cancelled due to an expected snowstorm. :( I was like "what?" This has to be some kind of mistake because I don't think they understood that I had a flight the next day. But nooooo, that's not all. I proceed to call my airline and I am on hold for hours trying to speak to an actual person but all I kept getting was a recording. Ughhhh, I thought. After what seemed like an eternity, I finally get a real human being on the phone. At this point, you would say "thank God, there is another voice on the other end". So, long story short, I get rebooked on the later flight for the 26th. Whew! Right? That's what I thought too. But thennnnnn.......that flight gets cancelled. Now, I'm like, what the "HE double hockey sticks" is going on here? So, I call the airline again and wait for hours again until I finally get someone, again. Do you know what this person decides to do? She decides to book me on a flight that has three connections and leaves out of LaGuardia airport! At this point in time, I was willing to just get on any flight outta New York because I was already in vacation mode now and had to leave pronto!

Now that you have a pretty good idea about what is going on, what decides to happen on the day I was scheduled to leave? It's not just your normal snowstorm, it's a blizzard. Of all things! Can you believe it? I kept wondering, why did Mother Nature have to go and decide to have the blizzard on the very day I was going to travel??? I mean, how rude right? We haven't had that much snow in one day in years, and then all of a sudden? I was like, WTF. But no worries right? Because I was already in vacation mode. Relaxed, laid back, like nothing in the world could bother me.....yeah right, except for this. I could not believe the audacity this weather had on the day I was supposed to travel. But what could I do? So, you know what I did? I went and got myself a manicure and a pedicure. That's right. I tried doing something to try to make myself feel better. And, it worked.

Then after that, I was determined to get myself to the airport the next day. And you know what? I persevered. Nothing could stop me. I mean I was like a freight train with no brakes. The next day I carried my luggage around the corner with the help of my friend to a car service because the city had not plowed any of the side streets at that point in time. You had to see me, the look of determination on my face said it all. No mound of snow was going to stop me. Anyway, I get to the car service and tell the guy, I made a reservation earlier and needed to get to the airport because I was leaving that day for Paris (even though the airport was still closed mind you). But, I didn't care. I knew deep down that I was going to leave that day because I had to, right? So, the guy says to me, they didn't have too many cars because of the weather but they did have a couple of trucks running. He also said that someone was already waiting for one of the trucks. So, being a persistent person that I am, I ask the potential passenger if I could share a ride with him. Luckily, he was nice and said "yes". Hooray!!! I have to tell you,that this whole thing was like fate because I waited approximately 5 minutes before a truck came, asked the driver if he could take me as a passenger also and take me to the airport. When all was said and done, I was in the cab on my way to destiny.....