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Oh, and speaking of stressful planning, imagine beginning your trip with a public transportation strikeβ¦. A couple of days before fall break started, we got an email about a public transportation strike. This was the worst thing to hear, especially because it started the exact day of our departure. I devised a plan to outsmart the strikers. The next day, we got up at 5 a.
We were two hours early for the flight, so we went to the gate waited. We noticed on-screen flight departure times were starting to appear with minute delays. The more they kept getting postponed, the more nervous we got.
There was no way that this could happen today. After watching the departure board play with my heart β for hours β the flight was finally cancelled. Everyone was outraged and rushed to the ticket counter to change flights.
I felt as though life was over. No Amsterdam, no Paris, and no Barcelona. We waited for another hour just to get to the front of the line, only to find out that there were no alternative flights going anywhere close to The Netherlands. I gave up after that and was literally done with the entire airport. If Ryanair was a real person, we would have fought. Luckily I had a determined team, lead by my friend, Nate and my girlfriend, Keeks.
Nate was in charge of finding out which flight would get us as close to Amsterdam as possible, while Keeks figured out what we would do upon arrival. The hastily devised plan was to fly to Paris and take an overnight train. After successfully getting onto our flight and a bottle of wine , hopes were high β but more stress was to come.