Even though most of my travels are free from serious hassles I occasionally get caught in one of those quagmires that threaten to ruin one’s trip. My return flight from Dakar was scheduled for 11PM and check out time from the hotel was noon….usually in this situation I leave my suitcase with the front desk and venture forth on foot for a few hours of exercise and last-minute site checks. Since I had decided to leave my sneakers and most of my clothes behind for the hotel maids, I settled into a comfortable lobby chair and read a book. An hour before my ride to the airport I received a text from the airline saying my flight was cancelled. I checked on-line and discovered that there was only one flight a day. Whoa, panic started fluttering but I knew the tricks or so I thought.
Unfortunately I do not have an international plan on my phone and What’s App was not connecting to Delta or Air France. I tried Twitter. I tried Messenger. Finally I texted my daughter and gave her my airline info and requested her to call and get me rescheduled.
She happily reported about 30 minutes later that she had secured flights starting 24 hours from now. She added that she had requested middle seats way in back next to fellow adventurers who had not showered in days. I smiled in spite of my angst.
The last of my clothes…to be worn for 2 days in a row and the view from my new room.
Not knowing if the airline would reimburse me my expenses I tried being frugal. I inquired at the hotel if they had a room and they happily reported that they had an ocean view with the buffet breakfast for $475. I almost choked. I replied that the view and food were not necessary and the price dropped to $350. Unsatisfied, I inquired if a near-by hotel might be less expensive, explaining in detail my predicament. The kind manager offered me one at $185.
Breakfast on a budget: a roll left over from dinner. It’s tough to feel too badly when you’ve happened upon one of the largest birds ever!!!
Finished another book and survived a trip where all 3 legs were late leaving, late arriving but somehow managed to get me home….just 24 hours late.
What a nightmare. The price of the room they offered including breakfast sounds like daylight robbery, glad you managed to sort out something cheaper. Stressful though I expect?
A crazy evening for sure…thanks for reading!