火曜日, 8月 02, 2005

Crazy Day At The Airport

I thought I was on a well-planned, well-prepared trip this time. I've packed 1 week in advance, I've settled all my bills and I was pretty much on an early-Monday morning cruise towards Narita. Or so I thought.
First, I forgot my pens and my task-its at the office. Then I couldn't find my credit card. And then as I was having breakfast, one of my users emailed me asking for a de-briefing on the workshop! I managed to negotiate a de-briefing over Tuesday dinner. I finally remembered that I put away my credit card together with some IDs and at 11:45 I was off to the office to pick-up my precious task-its. So I was good! Or so I thought again. Just before I entered the subway I remember that there's something missing. I totally forgot all about my Project Plan! My life?! So, I went back home to pick it up under a very sunny 33 degrees noon! And I actually forgot to put on my sunscreen today, wahhh?!!!!
I finally got to the bus station that would take me to the airport and to my horror, there's a lot of people in there! Oh my Lord I'm screwed! I waited for around 10 more minutes and then finally boarded the bus. It was heavy traffic! I am never gonna make it?! 'Dear Lord, dear Lord please help me make it?!' I was praying really hard. There's really no excuse for being late.
I got to the airport a little less than 2 hours before the flight and I thought ok, I'm good I'm good. I even asked NW crew if I was good, she said yes. And when I was checking into the counter, the crew said, oh, we've closed already. I was so surprised! But she was so kind to let me run for it like hell?! I bypassed the long lines and everything just felt so bizarre and then finally I gave out a huge sigh of relief when we got into the gate and they were boarding the last passengers. It was a crazy crazy day indeed!
NW was not so bad at all but even though I had my usual serving of alcohol I couldn't sleep this time. I've watched all available movies on board and by the time I arrived at SFO I didn't have my pick-up service. Hmm....But looking at the bright side, Sunnyvale Pick-up service boss Helen is fast becoming a pal?! hahahaha. She's kind enough to have me pick up even though there's no confirmation. When I finally reached the hotel, I slept the whole day away.



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