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An Epic Day

Today has got to be one of the most epic days I’ve had in a long time, and it’s not even over… I doubt anything else too crazy can happen, although that being said I am currently on a train… My day started like any other, I woke up (slightly early than usual [04:30]) for a 06:00 flight from Toulouse. I bought a ticket to Zurich for the world cup in Innsbruck because it was half the price. From Zurich, I planned on taking the train. I bought everything beforehand, my day was “supposed” to go 6am flight from Toulouse-Paris. 10:20 flight from Paris-Zurich, and finish with a train ride at 14:40 Zurich-Innsbruck. I knew it was going to be a full day, but I had my computer, I knew there were outlets everywhere, and I just recently downloaded a few HD movies for me to peruse on the journey. As I mentioned earlier, my day started off nicely, woke up, got to the airport in 5 minutes and got all my stuff together. I guess the first thing that bugged me is going through the security. On my carry-on, I had my computer (and accessories), my climbing shoes (just in case) and my new D7000 camera, which I wanted to test out at the world cup. I took out my computer, placed it in their trays, start walking, and the TSA agent or whatever starts man handling my bag, turning it pretty heavily. I calmly say (in near perfect French) “be careful, it’s very fragile” (camera inside…). She looks at me like I’m speaking a different language, and asks me why she has to be careful. I say there’s a camera inside and she snaps that it must come out of the bag. Ok fine, whatever, it comes out, and she vaguely motions for the next person. Awesome start. I shake it off, text Mathilde, tweet a few times how ridiculous those security guards can be, and continue with my adventure. The flight was normal, a little croissant, coffee, short nap, and voila I’m in Paris. I hustle to the shuttle that brings me across gates even though I know I have 2 and a half hours until my next flight. I get to the hall, pass security again and see that I have a good 2 hours before they even say what gate it’s at. I roam the duty free like I always do in airport before checking to see if there’s Wi-Fi. There’s an Orange partner for the Wi-Fi, which means that through my French phone, I’d be able to connect. With the 1.5 hours I had until my scheduled 10:20 departure, I broke out my whole computer setup. Computer, mouse pad, mouse, charger, headphones. I was ready. My cousin Gary Lee was online and Diablo III just got released. After testing the internet speed at CDG Airport, it was an astonishing 70MBPS. For those who aren’t computer savvy, that’s REALLY FAST. I went online, bought Diablo III, and spent the next hour and a half playing it. Awesome! At around 10:00, I packed up and waited for my gate to be announced. 5 minutes, 10 minutes, 20 minutes… and then a message that everyone dreads appears next to the flight… delayed. Delayed until 12:20… HAHA. Delayed 2 hours, speechless. I kind of chuckled as 2 hours is a pretty big delay. 20 minutes is nothing, even 45, but 2 hours… all you can do is laugh. I also knew I’d have to wait in Zurich for my train, so I didn’t care too much. I then whipped out my computer setup and spent the next hour and a half playing D3 again… An hour and a half later, the gate came on, although we waited in the airplane for like 45 minutes and we finally took off at 12:55… Not bad! An hour and somewhat later, we landed in Zurich, and that’s when thing’s started to get spicy. It was 14:05 when I left the plane, and with my train at 14:40, and a short train ride from the airport to Zurich Main Station, it was going to be tight. I quickly went to baggage claim and waited as everyone does for the stupid tram to start working. 14:15… and a message in German comes on. I can vaguely understand enough German to know that it didn’t sound good, and when the guy next to me sighed, turned around and started walking away, I knew it was bad news. The next announcement was in English, and I understood why he has sighed. “We are sorry to inform the people arriving from Paris CDG that none of the luggage was loaded on the plane. Please come to customer service to fill out a form”. Because all of the German speaking people were already walking towards customer service, I was probably 20th in line after doing a short jog to jockey for position. 20th in line meant a 30 minute wait, and a missed train. As soon as I started lining up, I knew I’d probably miss my train. It was 15:00 by the time I finished up and because I’m heading straight to Innsbruck, they’ll try to send it there. The problem with sending my bag to Innsbruck is there are no direct flights from Zurich, so my bag will have to go through Vienna… It won’t arrive until the EARLIEST tomorrow sometime, so hopefully I have it by tomorrow night (fingers crossed). I’d like to pause a second from this epic adventure and thank Murphy for his law and for nothing bending me over. Before I left on my trip, I was packing my bag, and I always pack my climbing shoes on carry on, because you never know when they’re going to lose your bag. I’ve only ever not packed my shoes in my carry on while going to Hueco once, and they lost my bag… (Murphy’s Law). I almost did it a second time last night, but thought better of it. Thank goodness… I chuckled to myself while waiting in line, that I safely had my competition Solutions just behind my lower back. I’ll have to borrow some shorts, chalk, and a make-shift Canada t-shirt, but none of that compares to having to borrow climbing shoes… When I got to the main train station in Zurich, I went straight to the departure board, and looked for the next train to Innsbruck. As I vaguely remembered, it was 2 hours after, and it was. Another one left at 16:40, and got in 2 hours later as well. I had an hour and a bit, so I bought some food from the nearby MIGROS and went Starbucks hunting. I knew where there was one very close to the station and headed straight for it. After another misspelled Starbucks cup (Shean) and a 7.80 CHF americano, I was sitting in a comfy chair, sipping coffee with free Wi-Fi again… As I sat there thinking about my day, I wondered what else would happen. I decided to blog about it, and if you’d made it this far, good job! I did internet stuff for a while, and then walked back to the station. It’s kind of nice to just walk around with a small backpack. Did I also mention that the customer service gave me a “toilet pack”. It’s pretty nice, toothbrush, mouthwash, little towel, a white t-shirt (for tomorrow). Also, thank goodness I have my computer… what would I do without it… haha. So I’m now on the train from Zurich, it’s been about 2 hours without incident which is nice. I’ll get to Innsbruck in a few hours, go to the Mammut festival, which I’ll pretty much miss now, and call it a day… That’s it for now; check back in a few days for how the REAL part of my weekend went, aka World Cup Innsbruck!

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    Sheila McCarron

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    It’s such a pisstake (and a pisser) that they can just ‘forget’ in the spare 2 hours due to the delay, to load your luggage. It’s like when they over-sell seats. Saw a great comedy sketch on that aspect recently.
    Anyway, zen dude. You’ve got your shoes, you’ll shine. See you at Arnas ? Luvya -S

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    Francois Lacroix-Leung

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    I appriciate that you didn’t get worked up and just took things as they came, no use getting worked up if there’s nothing you can change, great attitude! bonne chance a la compĂ©!

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