So my folks moved out to Germany, and I decided to visit for the holidays. I figure its a good excuse to visit Europe, since I haven't really been there since I was much smaller, and couldn't really appreciate it. That ... I *usually* really like traveling. I love flying, and its a free roller coaster ride when getting from A-B. (ie go to six flags..but when you get off your in a difference continent).
So, taking other friends advice, I showed up at the airport stupidly early, just in case the security lines are super long and feel like doing a cavity search. My plane was at 4:50 pm, and I got there around 1. I fly through the security checks...and I got plenty of time to kill using my pretty shiny nook. I turns out the flight was delayed leaving Germany, so we won't be leaving until close to 6 pm.
Meh, that's annoying, but not the end of the world. I find my seat, we get fed some okay-ish food for Airplane food, and are provided with a wide array of movies to keep you busy. No drugs was sadly provided to enable you to sleep in those coach seats.
7 hours later we arrive at Drusseldorf. By arrive, I mean we've flying over. The airport is closed. So after flying to Drusseldorf, we are rerouted to Frankfurt Airport.
We are told the trains are still functional, so we can get to Drusseldorf via rails. Well.... alright...grrrr (note I haven't slept yet...coming to close 6-7 am at this point).
Alright.. go find one line to wait for 15 minutes.. oh you have special ticket x,y,z you should go to this other line... which way faster. uhmm..but...urgh.. fine..whatever...
Go search for the proper line again....processed my boarding pass, and was provided a ticket to a train from Frankfurt to Drusseldorf. I ask about the luggage...and I need to go drag it behind me on the train. On to baggage....
They're unloading our baggage....hmm... I put a pretty little bow on mine... I don't see the bow, ... or the luggage. Alright, they're unloading miami flight. I'd like to visit Miami, but pretty sure my bag isn't coming from Miami.
Take a quick look at all the other lines unloading bags...nope.. no bag. Alright.. go to the lost baggage line (of course there's a line). Well, there's a lady handing out forms for those from Drusseldorf... apparently I'm not the online one. Amazing........... Well, one less thing to carry.. that's good... right? most electronics are on my backpack... so they just my socks, clothes... (woot streaking germany).
Fine.. go ask a few more people.. find those english speakers... oh there's everyone from my plane... sweet. Go on the train. choo choo choo choo... oh what? we have to take a connection.. its not a direct train? grrr
Get off at Kolm, find the next train....with a nice windchill factor. Train is of course late... 20 minutes later... or 30 instead of a 5minute wait...
Get on the last train... that drops you off at Drusseldorf (conviniently there are 3 train station at Drusseldorf in case you needed more confusion).
I meet my dad the station, take another train to get home since no cars can circulate outside. I have lost track what time it is now... maybe lunch time? so.. I would do the math, but my head is too fuzzy atm to comprehend the concept of numbers, timezones, and basic arithmetic.
Oh yes.. no foreign currency... haven't eater since the plane food dinner the previous day. Get home... eat anything that's presentable.... sleep...
time zone totally screwed.. so now I'm up at around 9 pm CST, and some ungodly hour locally writing up a blog cause i can't sleep.
Next time I have the brilliant idea of traveling.... or tell someone I love to travel... do me a favor and just shoot me.. or least tazer me for a less permanent solution.
