Relaxation Fail!
Actually my trip was relaxing--once I got there, which was stressful to say the least!
Our flight was cancelled thanks to JetBlue's inability to deal with rain. Initially they said we couldn't get on a flight till sat night (we were meant to be leaving thurs night), however after much annoyance and a flurry of phone calls, we were able to get on a flight friday morning, via long beach, which was not our original plan (we had a direct flight). And both our flights were delayed. Of course. I managed to mostly flow with the punches however, and didn't get too worked up. I still resent the shortening of our vacation, but ultimately there was nothing to do.
The trip itself was near perfect, we had a great time with good friends, met a knew friend and started a gang (the lost souls)! Saying goodbye to Quark's was horribly sad, and going back to vegas will always be bittersweet, but I'm very glad we went.
I meant this blog to be less event-driven, and more about how I feel, but this follows closely upon my previous post, and the events are so much in my mind that I don't know how i can omit them here...
The final nail in the coffin of my vacation was a lovely migraine en route home, and a case of the chicken pox. So lovely to be home again. Real life is much messier than the lovely fantasy of Vegas.
Our flight was cancelled thanks to JetBlue's inability to deal with rain. Initially they said we couldn't get on a flight till sat night (we were meant to be leaving thurs night), however after much annoyance and a flurry of phone calls, we were able to get on a flight friday morning, via long beach, which was not our original plan (we had a direct flight). And both our flights were delayed. Of course. I managed to mostly flow with the punches however, and didn't get too worked up. I still resent the shortening of our vacation, but ultimately there was nothing to do.
The trip itself was near perfect, we had a great time with good friends, met a knew friend and started a gang (the lost souls)! Saying goodbye to Quark's was horribly sad, and going back to vegas will always be bittersweet, but I'm very glad we went.
I meant this blog to be less event-driven, and more about how I feel, but this follows closely upon my previous post, and the events are so much in my mind that I don't know how i can omit them here...
The final nail in the coffin of my vacation was a lovely migraine en route home, and a case of the chicken pox. So lovely to be home again. Real life is much messier than the lovely fantasy of Vegas.
posted by Delirium Tremens at 7:45 PM
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