Originally Posted by
Seelenjaeger
Day 1:
Getting up at 5:45 a.m. my time. Meh.
Driving to the airport, buying some drinks for the flight.
Less than two minutes after buying them (airport drinks are frickin' expensive) I can throw them away again at the check-in since I forgot I was not allowed to bring liquids. Fuck that rule.
9.5 hours of flying till Atlanta. Lots of playing Pokémon. Also I sat next to someone who looked just like Robert Downey Jr.
Arrival in Atlanta, trying to find my next flight ... Atlanta's airport is ridiculously huge.
Found my flight, another hour to Florida.
Arriving in Florida, getting my luggage ready, saying hi to De- ... wait. Where's Del?
Almost an hour went by after arriving in Florida, no sign of Del.
"Huh. We probably should've talked about where he'd pick me up, exactly."
Being on an entirely different continent with no money, no idea where the hotel is and no phone number to dial ... well I'm fucked now aren- oh, hi Del.
Apparently he misjudged 5 p.m. traffic. Hah, happens. <.<
Anyway, driving to the hotel, getting stuff done and proceeding to watch Iron Man 2 and get some sleep after talking half the night.
At this point it's 2 a.m.
Get MANY, MANY hours of sleep ... until a fricking wake-up call at 4:30 kills our night.
And that was chapter one.