Airport adventure

Day1 |A

Well we have been on our adventure for about 10 hours now and boy has it been exciting. We got all the joy of waiting around in an airport for something to happen. The flight in toronto was delayed by some 2 hours because of a huge thunder and lightning storm. It was very cool and brought to mind the thought of where exactly do you go in an airport when there is a tornado? Yeah I have no idea either.

There  is an interesting phenomenon I observed where people will sit around and wait and complain that they have nothing to do while waiting for a plane. It is interesting because being on a plane is really just sitting around waiting for something to happen in a less comfortable location. Yes I suppose you are making progress at reaching your final destination however when there is so much lightning outside you could read a book by it with the lights off.  you are probably better off in the airport anyhow.

Well eventually we go on the airplane. It was old and cramped but we managed to get the 2 seats on the side of the plane so we got an isle and window seat. Go team! After a really fuzzy safety video and some chattering in pourtchagese we were off.    We got a nap and some food… then something interesting happened some 5 hours after we took off… we landed again. Our 8 hour continuous flight to Lisbon was apparently not what we were expecting. Apparently everybody but us was aware that the flight was landing in purto delgada…. It took us 20 minutes after we got off the, plane asking 2 people and an internet connection to determine this information. Apparently it is a small volcanic island off the coast of Portugal.

Day 1B because all this crap jsut cant fit in one day 

After about an hour of waiting on the tiny island we are off into the air again and have a relatively uneventful flight to Lisbon…  say relatively uneventful because on landing something happened and the pilot I guess missed? Really I have no idea all I know is we touched down bounced once and then took off again… was really strange and kind of unsettling. 

So finally we land and get off the plane in Lisbon finally we are 3 hours late and the best advice offered to us by the flight attendants is to go to the transfer desk. They do not give us any real idea of where that is or what we should do once we get there but direct us this way anyhow.

The mission to re-book our flight begins. Flight to Barcelona was supposed to depart at 14:30 we arrive at 15:30 soo yeah… missed that one.  First step, we talk to the woman at the first transfer desk we see. She says no she can not help us and sends us through passport control into the main terminal. From here we get lost as there are a lot of lines painted on the floor going in a lot of directions. We decide to ask somebody. The surly security woman points us through the baggage security check and upstairs to where she says there will be a transfer desk. So off we go, only to get snarked at by the woman with the scanner that … by the way did you know your flight is already gone… yea, we had noticed.

Onwards through security and to transfer desk number 2. After waiting in line we discover that they cant help us ither, instead we are sent back downstairs past the baggage security and down the stairs by the surly security guard that pointed us the wrong way to begin with.  We are being sent to find the sata airline checkin desk. Down stairs and up stairs and out of the building and then just to the right of the cafe called “Spoon”(it was hot pink).  After some 20 min of walking around we can not find the sata check-in counter. So we ask somebody who tells us that no no we need to talk to a different airline at the customer service desk… so around the corner we go.  After talking to the woman here she gives us the first good directions we have had all day and we find the sata customer service desk… well victory we think here is the desk there are about 8 people in front of us in about  5 groups. This should take no time at all….

…

WRONG.

1.5 hours later we get to talk to the woman behind the counter.  She finally fixes our problem and we are on the next flight to Barcelona… at 20:00. Oh well

20:30 comes and goes and we finally get on the flight. We settle in joking about how we have had enough adventure for at least the rest of the day and there will be some high 5 action once we get off the plane in the right city with all our bags…

At the time of writing this we still haven’t managed our high 5… somehow my bag was left in Lisbon, Erin’s bag made it and we made it and the hostel was easy to find and everything we want of it but somehow my bag has not founds its way to me yet… they promise soon…. Im sceptical.