how to (almost) miss an international flight
leave three hours early not be able converse in the same language as the cab driver fail to realize that air france has two terminals in paris: international and domestic have the cab driver drop you off for your international flight at the domestic terminal discover that you cannot check in for your flight at this terminal spend 20 minutes trying to figure out why your flight is not at this terminal go to the free shuttle in order to the other terminal find out that you need a boarding pass to get on the shuttle try to get a boarding pass see # 5 run to the next terminal (with luggage) stand in line find out that this line is for international flights NOT going to america try to switch lines international flights going to america discover that it is now one hour prior to your flight. they are not letting people check in anymore ask air france agent # 1 if you can please get in line. ask air france agent's manager if you can please get in line. beg. plead. talk your way into the line stand in line ask them to move you to the front of the line when it is 15 minutes before your flight departs check in run to security at 10 minutes prior to departure. listen as the security lady tries to explain how many oz of 'tonic' you can have get through security at three minutes before departure have your wife's bag held up in the x-ray machine sprint to your gate, hoping to hold the plane for your wife arrive at gate 1 minute past departure catch breath explain that your wife is on running on her way swipe boarding pass. stand behind gate agent, with one foot in the walkway, to ensure that they can't close gate door without you and your wife. walk on plane 5 minutes past departure convince stranger to switch seats so you and your wife can sit together realize that you put your book in your check-in luggage discover that they have on-demand movies, including the watchmen
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At least it had a haooy ending for us, right? I'd like to add that my bag that got held up security was a tote bag I'd frantically put together in the security line so I'd have a lighter carry-on to sprint with. All it had in it was Harry Potter, my wallet, and my phone. WTF?
That post stressed me out so much I had to chug the rest of my wine.
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