Complete and utter disaster.
3 flights. 3 broken planes.
In Austin, it was a warning light that said a door was not shut. Not like that is important in a pressurized environment.
In Dallas, it was a tube leaking fluid. Then it was the confusion on whether the oil on the engine was residual from the leak or a new leak.
In Miami, who knows. Miami sucks. Always has. Always will. Flying through MIA is like having your soul ripped from your body through your urethra with hot hedge clippers covered in glass shards and tabasco sauce. Have I mentioned I don't like Miami?
OK, I finally arrive in San Jose and guess what? No cars for rent. This can happen. But not if you actually have a reservation for a car. After lots of back and forth, I finally end up in a hotel (not the one I originally booked) in Alajuela at 2 am.
Sounds like a good start to the trip! /sarcasm
ReplyDeleteYes, MIA sucks always. Great description. Wasn't able to fly into there last year due to a gas fire and then flight back was delayed causing missed class. Turrible.