After a week in Tallahassee, it was time to come home. In my last blog, I was in the airport about to start fall break; this week, I’m leaving the airport as my break comes to an end.
I had a
great time in Tallahassee. I ate good food and had some much-needed R&R. It
was a great trip—until it was time to leave. My boyfriend flew back with me
because his lacrosse alumni weekend happened to fall right after our break.
For
context, there are no nonstop flights out of Tallahassee, so we had a layover
in Atlanta before landing in Columbus and driving back to Ada.
While
waiting in the airport, our first flight was delayed 60 minutes. That was fine
since our layover was two and a half hours, giving us plenty of time to make
the second flight. A few minutes later, though, the airline delayed the flight
again—this time by another three hours—because the cabin crew had carpooled to
work that morning and got into an accident on the way.
With
another delay, we started looking to change our second flight. Just our luck,
there were no more flights from Atlanta to Columbus for the rest of the day. We
eventually found one—but it was out of Jacksonville. So we waited in line
forever to tell an agent we needed our checked bags back.
After
finally retrieving our luggage and calling an Uber to get back to Trey’s
apartment for his car, we hit the road for Jacksonville. It was about a
two-and-a-half-hour drive. After going through TSA for the second time that
day, we finally boarded our first flight—to New York.
Our
layover in New York was short; we boarded our second flight almost immediately
after landing. Luckily, we were upgraded and had a bit more room.
We landed
in Columbus around 5:30 p.m., and by the time we got our bags and my car, it
was a little after 6. We finally got back to Ada around 7:30. All my plans to
reset and prepare for class went out the window. After a 16-hour travel day,
the only thing I cared to do was go to bed.
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