How did I misread the time of the flight?
I have no idea. I’ve been flying around for far too long to make a mistake like that. But I did anyway. As I left the Gresham Hotel in central Dublin, I checked the flight details again and suddenly realized that I had one hour before the flight took off. “Do the Math” as the Americans are wont to say, and the answer will be “you missed the plane”. I didn’t even know if there was another one out that day.
I grabbed a cab and pleaded with the driver “to get me to the airport at the speed of light” and sat back and cursed myself all the way to the airport. “What a moron, can’t even read an itinerary”.
It should have taken 30 minutes minimum, but it didn’, it took 15. Either he knew a shortcut or he broke the speed limit. Well done that man. Hearty thanks and a big tip. I made it to the ticket desk and was told that the plane was delayed by 45 minutes. They checked me in in seconds. Even the security procedures at Dublin didn’t take long – a few minutes.
I ended up kicking my heels for 45 minutes and cursing the airline. “Is it so hard for it to take off on time? What’s the problem? Did the pilot read the itinerary wrong?”
Life’s like that.
~ Salvador Dali
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