I woke up early Friday morning, ready to begin an adventure. I was really pumped for this particular trip. The plan was fly to Reus, and then catch the train to Salou. There, I would find not only the beach, but a place to stay. You see, the husband of a friend's sister happens to live and work in Spain. I've never met the guy, but we talked on the phone, and he was cool with letting me crash at his place. Things were all set, and although I was a little bit skeptical of the whole situation, I was thinking that it would just be an adventure. Well, back to Friday morning, it's 8:00AM, just ten minutes until boarding starts. Suddenly, the gate changed, and all one-hundred plus passengers begin to panic. As we all gathered around the screen to see what was happening with the flight, simultaneously all of our mouths dropped. The flight was rescheduled until 8:30PM!!!
At this point, I was having trouble believing everything. There was a mixture of chaos, commotion, and confusing ringing through the airport. All of us began heading towards the RyanAir office in an attempt to figure out what was going on. Some were able to get flights to near by Barcelona, others like myself, no. So there I was, left with a big decision. I could wait around for 12 hours and catch the flight that night, or just get my money back and stay in Sevilla. There was no way that I was gonna wait around for twelve hours; I stayed in Sevilla for the weekend.
Although my plans "got twist turned upside down" (Will Smith), staying in Sevilla turned out to be a blessing in disguise. With my newly found free time, I was able to explore the city even more, in a way that I hadn't done before. I just walked around all day, finding cool new things, and taking some pictures and videos. Added bonus, was just sitting down and relaxing, soaking in that warm Spanish sun.
What I took away from this experience was that sometimes, when things aren't going well, they happen for a reason. Those experiences can often lead you to something even better...
At this point, I was having trouble believing everything. There was a mixture of chaos, commotion, and confusing ringing through the airport. All of us began heading towards the RyanAir office in an attempt to figure out what was going on. Some were able to get flights to near by Barcelona, others like myself, no. So there I was, left with a big decision. I could wait around for 12 hours and catch the flight that night, or just get my money back and stay in Sevilla. There was no way that I was gonna wait around for twelve hours; I stayed in Sevilla for the weekend.
Although my plans "got twist turned upside down" (Will Smith), staying in Sevilla turned out to be a blessing in disguise. With my newly found free time, I was able to explore the city even more, in a way that I hadn't done before. I just walked around all day, finding cool new things, and taking some pictures and videos. Added bonus, was just sitting down and relaxing, soaking in that warm Spanish sun.
What I took away from this experience was that sometimes, when things aren't going well, they happen for a reason. Those experiences can often lead you to something even better...
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