Coming from a family that always overprepares for trips, I never thought I would be the girl that missed her flight. Yet Wednesday morning, the 405 freeway didn’t disappoint us with a five car crash that left us in hours of traffic. I pulled into the terminal at 8:15 for my 9:00 flight, rushed to the self check-in, and was greeted with a wonderful ticket that stated I had missed my check-in window. I rushed to the ticket counter to reschedule my flight, but was sent on a long scavenger hunt to another ticket counter.
After many hours on the phone with British Airways, I was finally able to get on another flight that connected in London. My plane ended up arriving an hour late, and I missed my connecting flight to Madrid. I had to reschedule my ticket once again for a later flight and pay 50 euros since they spelled my name wrong on the rebooking. However, after a long day of flights, I finally arrived in Madrid. Thankfully my luggage in one piece, and I was able to get to my hotel where I met the rest of my program. It was a rocky start to my study abroad, but I’m sure it will be worth it.