Day 1
Just as I got off the flight from Gatwick to Philadelphia I was thinking I had at least 2 hours to catch my connection onwards and that I needn’t worry about rushing to buy some dinner. I sauntered through to baggage claim, grabbed my suitcase and went on to security. It was just here that a burly looking TSA guard came up to me and asked to see some identification, I gave him my passport and he asked me to follow him. almost 2 hours later Im still be asked questions about why I was coming to the US and such like, finally he finished and I sprinted across the airport to my gate in Terminal C only to find the flight just closing and myself slumped across the gate podium begging with the woman to let me on. In the end I got a $450 flight voucher and a ticket on the 8:10p plane which touched down at SFO at around midnight.
When I got to SFO I was suprised to find I had slept most of the way from PHI. I walked from the gate to baggage claim as fast as I could and then I looked up a slope and saw Keller, Lincoln and Lowteck all waiting for me to arrive. This was one of the happiest moments of my life to date. We managed to find my bag eventually, got in Lowteck’s car and drove back to Keller’s where I met Spidere and Lunch (Bex’s cat). After that I was rather tired so managed to quickly go to sleep and wake up the next morning in amazing San Francisco.
June 23, 2009 at 10:43 pm
Dayum, so it was the TSA’s fault you missed your connection? That’s awful. Still, free flight vouchers, and you got there eventually
You must look like someone who wants to stay in the US!
:3