They say everyone’s supposed to make one (or a few) really stupid mistakes while they’re abroad. Maybe that’s not actually a saying but let’s just go with it for the time being. Well it’s been a little over a month and I’ve already made mine!!! …Are you proud yet mom and dad?
So this past weekend I visited the Czech Republic to spend the weekend with Emily. Prague was absolutely magical and there was nothing better than getting lost in this beautiful city with my best friend for the entire weekend. The end to the weekend wasn’t exactly magical.
“deees says you fly on 15 of March”
File that under things that you don’t want to hear on the 15th of February 30 minutes before boarding.
“do you want stay?”
File that under follow up questions you don’t want to hear after finding out you accidentally booked your return flight a month later.
Right then and there I started crying and ran away (promptly returning to ask where the rebooking desk is) After going Usain Bolt on Terminal 2 and throwing my credit card at the ticketing woman saying please just let me go home. I had a flight to Rome (for reasons unknown that I didn’t even think to question at the time) and 20 minutes to make it to the gate.
As I was running to the gate it hit me that I was flying to Rome. Okay cool they’ve got great pizza and a tipping tower. Nice. This should be fun.
I hopped on the plane and hoped for the best. After what seemed like a million hours in the air we landed in Rome. Once again I raced through another airport almost as fast as my performance in the 5th grade track meet (this time I didn’t trip over any hurdles though)
When I made it to the dreaded booking counter I handed the man my passport and said a quick prayer.
“Window or aisle?”
File that under questions that you only dream of hearing after entertaining the idea of spending the rest of your semester in Rome.
After quite some time in the Rome airport (beautiful airport by the way) I was finally en route to my lovely city. I looked out from my well-earned window seat as we took off and found myself in awe at how things actually worked out. The universe has a funny way of working and sometimes it just takes a couple sprints through some terminals and a few flights to learn this.
So here’s what I learned: 1. Always double Czech (see what I did there) your flights. 2. Anyone can be a track star when it comes to making a flight. And finally, always trust that in the end things will work out and they will. And if they don’t, then you spend a month in Prague and things could still be much worse.
Until who knows when or my next stupid mistake,
“hang on guys just quick changing my flight home so I can stay longer!!!”