The Travel Gods Hate Me

I don't know what is wrong with me. I was up all night on Monday night, carefully packing my bags with everything I could possibly think of that I might need on my trip to Europe. My flight wasn't till 9PM on Tuesday, but I wanted to have everything all ready and enjoy my trip. Well Tuesday turned out to be one of the craziest days I've had at work, coupled with the weather and the interruption I had to take for a doctor's appointment. Then I finally got to the airport. After checking in, I headed to the SwissAir lounge intending to do some last minute work before my departure. I love Business Class lounges, and I thought I could finally relax. I opened my beloved new laptop backpack only to discover that I left my laptop at home! I think right then I would have taken a kick in the nuts if I could get my laptop. Worse yet, I'm in Europe and I can't even buy a laptop because all the specs are wrong. Argh. I need my laptop for computing needs, obviously, but also to charge my ipod and my phone and download my pics off my camera, because all I brought were cables, and not adapters.

This has really put a damper on my trip. I thought I was safe because I thought I could change my flight itinerary, but there was nothing available on the return date, and so that plan also went down the drain.

I have a long history of travel issues, and it aggravates me to no end where I literally just want to bang my head against the wall. One time I was on my way to Vancouver and stupidly forgot my passport. I devised this elaborate plan of getting my doorman to retrieve my passport. Then I called a car service to pick up my passport and bring it to me to the airport. The plan worked and I made it just in time. Then one time I accidently booked my flight back from San Francisco to New York on the wrong day. I went online to check in and I couldn't find my itinerary. I dug around some more on the Continental site and found an "old" itinerary for me. Holy crap! I booked my flight on the day before! I called Continental and begged and pleaded to get on that night's flight. After telling me that I was a "complete idiot," she finally changed my ticket. Whew!

Well this time, I couldn't save myself and I'm seriously bummed that I don't have my computer. I was gonna sit around in cafes and blog a little, and get other stuff done too. Also, I'm stressed about work since I left some things unfinished. This was all I could think about on the flight. By the way, SwissAir business class is not that great. The entertainment system sucks. Anyway, I guess I will make the best of it, but I'm just not a happy camper right now.

Adding to my overall arghness, typing on this Swiss keyboard here in my hotel in Zurich was a royal pain.