Worn Out!


Worn Out
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I promised to fill you in about my experience returning home.
We were suppose to get back to Oxford about 11 or so Tuesday night, but those plans were changed when we missed our connecting flight in Atlanta. You are probably saying why did you miss you flight... well it was not on purpose believe me. Apparently there was bad weather in Atlanta Tuesday morning (or so that is what Airtran said...although they were the only ones who seemed to be bothered by the problem). So anyway, our plane in Dallas to Atlanta was delayed for an hour, but we were told not to worry that our flight in Atlanta to Memphis was delayed too. So we arrive in Atlanta and there is another plane in our spot, so sit in the taxi area for 20 minutes, needless to say that is why we missed our connect...we couldn't run fast enough.
So we go to customer service and complain of course, but they said there was nothing they could do for us. They could not promise us a flight until 5 the next day and that was not a guarantee, it could be 2 days they said. But they didn't offer a hotel or anything, but a $7 voucher toward a meal in the airport. (how sweet of them) We decide to rent a car and drive to Memphis. But in the meantime, we don't know where our luggage is. We were told that it got on our plane (why our luggage and not us.. we still haven't figure that one out yet), but them they were sure. So we were told to wait in the airport for 2 hours and they would find it and send it up. So we wait, then we hear our names over the intercom. We go to baggage claim and they tell us they don't know where our luggage is that we mine as well go on to Memphis. So about midnight, we head to Memphis. (the best part was that we had a pimped out explorer as our mode of transportation). Sean was a blessing, he drove us ALL the way to Memphis. We arrived safely and when we got to the airport in Memphis our luggage was there!!! and my parents!!
We got to our apartment about 8:30 am and it never looked better. I felt like Dorothy (there is no place like home).

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