Airport Rant
I hate airports. I hate Dullus, I hate LAX, I hate Sydney International. I hate every airport in existence. I hate them all. I hope all of them burn down. For those government agents reading the internet. No this is not a threat to do anything. I just hate them because they are a pain in the ass. Here is my story.
I leave for the Airport at just before noon in Sydney Australia. Arrive at the airport well in advance of my flight. I go in with my huge-ass bag of doom. The taxi guy dropped me off a bit away from the place I needed to be, but luckily I found it quick. Stood in line forever. Every so often they would take a few people to another set of counters because that one was empty. Why not just let us there in the first place? Ugh. I got my ticket and went to wait at the gate. The gate was blocked off. Ugh. Had to wait forever. Finally got to board the plane, all fine and dandy.
20 minutes later they tell us that we can't leave because the cargo hatch won't close. We will have to get a replacement part from another airline. Which will take an hour to get to us. And then another 30 minutes to install. What. About 30 minutes later we get another message saying they DID find a part, now we have to still wait. All in all we left about 2 hours late. The flight itself was harmless. But it meant we landed 2 hours late too. I was thoroughly annoyed because my friend Brooklynn was supposed to be meeting me there. We find out people who missed their flights got rebooked. UNFORTUNATELY, my flight hadn't left yet so I didn't get rebooked. But I still had to wit for my baggage to go through customs.
Customs itself boggles my mind. I filled out my forms and finally got my baggage. Then I have to wait in line MORE. I get up to the guy and all he does is ask if I have any food or seeds. No. I didn't. He tells me to go on through. WHAT IF I LIE!? They don't even check! I could be lying through my teeth. Luckily I wasn't but why even HAVE customs if all they are gonna do is ask a question and be done with it.
So I get to the terminal and find out.. Guess what! I MISSED MY FLIGHT! I could have told them that would happen having to wait. So I have to go from the International Terminal to Terminal 7. Which is a rather long walk with a bag that ways nearly 70 lbs. Never again will I pack my "whole life" up for a plane ride. SO not worth it. There I have to wait in line for another hour. The earliest flight I can get to replace my old one has a layover in SF. But I'm not taking another layover in the middle of the night after THIS fiasco. So I get one at 7:45 the next morning. Luckily the airport gets me a hotel and they pay for it. They also give me a voucher for a meal for dinner. It says on it "any vendor". So I take the shuttle to my hotel and check in. A while later I go to a McDonald's across the street but they tell me the voucher is only for places INSIDE the airport. Why didn't the AIRPORT tell me that?! So I say screw it, go back shower and sleep.
The next morning I wake up and go to the airport. In line, again. I haven't eaten since I was on the plane. Which, in local Californian time would have been about, 12 midnight on Friday morning. It was currently 5:30 AM Saturday. So over 24 hours. Then I had to go through security. I was shaking rather bad because I had nothing to eat in so long. First thing I did once I was inside the terminal was go to the bathroom and throw up. It was all bile too, was gross. Then I went and got something to eat. I did it in that order because if I ate first I would have just thrown it up, I wanted to keep it down. After that was the waiting for the flight, the flight, which I got lucky on. The airport gave me the "economy plus" seating for my rebooking due to the error. So I got the front seat there, an aisle seat. Good leg room, was nice. Then I landed and took forever to get my baggage.
Like I said. I HATE airports.
But I'm home now. Need a damn job...
I leave for the Airport at just before noon in Sydney Australia. Arrive at the airport well in advance of my flight. I go in with my huge-ass bag of doom. The taxi guy dropped me off a bit away from the place I needed to be, but luckily I found it quick. Stood in line forever. Every so often they would take a few people to another set of counters because that one was empty. Why not just let us there in the first place? Ugh. I got my ticket and went to wait at the gate. The gate was blocked off. Ugh. Had to wait forever. Finally got to board the plane, all fine and dandy.
20 minutes later they tell us that we can't leave because the cargo hatch won't close. We will have to get a replacement part from another airline. Which will take an hour to get to us. And then another 30 minutes to install. What. About 30 minutes later we get another message saying they DID find a part, now we have to still wait. All in all we left about 2 hours late. The flight itself was harmless. But it meant we landed 2 hours late too. I was thoroughly annoyed because my friend Brooklynn was supposed to be meeting me there. We find out people who missed their flights got rebooked. UNFORTUNATELY, my flight hadn't left yet so I didn't get rebooked. But I still had to wit for my baggage to go through customs.
Customs itself boggles my mind. I filled out my forms and finally got my baggage. Then I have to wait in line MORE. I get up to the guy and all he does is ask if I have any food or seeds. No. I didn't. He tells me to go on through. WHAT IF I LIE!? They don't even check! I could be lying through my teeth. Luckily I wasn't but why even HAVE customs if all they are gonna do is ask a question and be done with it.
So I get to the terminal and find out.. Guess what! I MISSED MY FLIGHT! I could have told them that would happen having to wait. So I have to go from the International Terminal to Terminal 7. Which is a rather long walk with a bag that ways nearly 70 lbs. Never again will I pack my "whole life" up for a plane ride. SO not worth it. There I have to wait in line for another hour. The earliest flight I can get to replace my old one has a layover in SF. But I'm not taking another layover in the middle of the night after THIS fiasco. So I get one at 7:45 the next morning. Luckily the airport gets me a hotel and they pay for it. They also give me a voucher for a meal for dinner. It says on it "any vendor". So I take the shuttle to my hotel and check in. A while later I go to a McDonald's across the street but they tell me the voucher is only for places INSIDE the airport. Why didn't the AIRPORT tell me that?! So I say screw it, go back shower and sleep.
The next morning I wake up and go to the airport. In line, again. I haven't eaten since I was on the plane. Which, in local Californian time would have been about, 12 midnight on Friday morning. It was currently 5:30 AM Saturday. So over 24 hours. Then I had to go through security. I was shaking rather bad because I had nothing to eat in so long. First thing I did once I was inside the terminal was go to the bathroom and throw up. It was all bile too, was gross. Then I went and got something to eat. I did it in that order because if I ate first I would have just thrown it up, I wanted to keep it down. After that was the waiting for the flight, the flight, which I got lucky on. The airport gave me the "economy plus" seating for my rebooking due to the error. So I got the front seat there, an aisle seat. Good leg room, was nice. Then I landed and took forever to get my baggage.
Like I said. I HATE airports.
But I'm home now. Need a damn job...