Rocky Beginning

The company that I worked for this last summer, and that my boyfriend works for takes a trip each year for it's employees that earn the trip. It's a sales company and my boyfriend won two trips, so we were both able to go. It was a cruise to Jamaica and Haiti, (I know I've probably already explained all of this before). We left Friday, February 12Th, from Boise and flew to Portland. Our flights were from Boise to Portland, Portland to Atlanta, Atlanta to Ft. Lauderdale on red-eyes. We landed in Portland to find that our flight to Atlanta had been canceled due to snow! We couldn't believe, 1. our flight was canceled, but 2.because of snow in Atlanta Georgia! We arrived in Portland around 9:30p.m. and after many hours of waiting in line at the Delta ticketing counter, trying to find another flight, we had to spend the night in the airport. It wasn't looking good. There were absolutely no other flights getting us anywhere in Florida. It seems everyone was trying to get to the same place and all flights were booked. Our cruise left around 4:00 in the afternoon Saturday, so we had a limited time to get us there. We found a red couch at a restaurant to "sleep," which was me making sure our bags were still there every so often. The counter opened again at 4:00 a.m. so we woke up to try and find another flight then, but again no luck. It finally sunk in that we were going to miss our cruise and there was nothing we could do about it.

Normally I would be very emotional in this kind of situation, but I found that I was pretty peaceful. It was also a perfect situation for Cole and I to be cranky with each other, being up for so long, and our vacation taken away, but I feel like it brought us even closer together. We couldn't be mad because we couldn't control anything that happened and had to just pray and trust that everything would work out.

Cole's regional manager is the one that pays for the trip and plans it so we had to just wait to hear from him what we were to do. We thought there were pretty much two options. Either flying back to Boise and just bagging the trip, or trying to fly to Jamaica and catch the cruise there. After about 13 hours or so we finally heard from him and we were going to Cancun! It turned out that pretty much the whole group of employees couldn't make the cruise. I was so happy to hear that we weren't just flying back to Boise after all of this. We had to go in line one more time to change our flights to Cancun, which took another 2+ hours standing at the ticket counter. They called our situation "the perfect storm." We finally had our plans to go and could leave the airport!