Running on empty 10/26/18
I woke up in the middle of the night because the rain was so hard on the roof, it was a crazy downpour. All I could think was, damn I hope this doesn't impact our flight. I went with the 3 hour flight layover instead of the 2 due to us missing our flight last week. Better to be safe than sorry. First of all, we had to get to the damn airport.
We had no gas in the tank. We were on E. Not a big deal right? Well the gas station we went to yesterday didn't have gas. I'm sure the one near us will right? Right? Nope. We were 1 hour and 20 min from the airport. How in the hell are we going to make it? Well luckily (I guess?) I have the "I have no gas in the tank" professional in the car. Our hotel was out in the middle of nowhere so we decided we'll go as far as we can and pull over when we run out. We drove by 9 gas stations that were out of gas! Every single one except 2 was out. The 2 that weren't out had a crazy line that we would have run out of gas waiting.
It was a Christmas miracle we made it to the airport. I was so fucking stressed. Andy was giving me high-fives when we were 2 miles away. Don't do that! We aren't there yet!! Well we made it. One hurdle crossed. Good to know stations run out of gas on Zanzibar.
I was nervous that our flight wasn't taking off on time. I'm guessing on flight departure isn't a big deal around these parts. It took off only 20 min late so no big deal. Our flight on Auric air was a small ass plane. Andy could barely fit down the aisle. hehe. A short ride to the international terminal in Dar es Salaam. Andy forgot his phone in the security check. Luckily we were able to get it back.
So here's why no one should ever use Priceline. I got a confirmation email for the hotel we booked in Cairo from Priceline. That number wasn't recognized by the hotel. Turns out, there was no confirmation. Priceline help couldn't help me because the booking was through their "group" Agoda. I had to call Agoda. I can't call them I'm in fucking Tanzania and I have no reception. Sorry. I finally got reception (good thing I can use my damn work phone for this call). The room was never confirmed because I didn't send them, online, a picture of my CC AND of my license. Am I a fucking idiot? Who does that? They never booked my room. Fuck them, fuck this, worst customer experience ever.
I booked the hotel through a different site (Booking.com). We boarded Emirates. This seriously has to be the best airline ever. No need for business class because economy class is pretty damn nice. OK, I'm relaxed now. Wine with cheese and crackers have been eaten. The rest of our traveling will be easy peasy.
We had no gas in the tank. We were on E. Not a big deal right? Well the gas station we went to yesterday didn't have gas. I'm sure the one near us will right? Right? Nope. We were 1 hour and 20 min from the airport. How in the hell are we going to make it? Well luckily (I guess?) I have the "I have no gas in the tank" professional in the car. Our hotel was out in the middle of nowhere so we decided we'll go as far as we can and pull over when we run out. We drove by 9 gas stations that were out of gas! Every single one except 2 was out. The 2 that weren't out had a crazy line that we would have run out of gas waiting.
It was a Christmas miracle we made it to the airport. I was so fucking stressed. Andy was giving me high-fives when we were 2 miles away. Don't do that! We aren't there yet!! Well we made it. One hurdle crossed. Good to know stations run out of gas on Zanzibar.
I was nervous that our flight wasn't taking off on time. I'm guessing on flight departure isn't a big deal around these parts. It took off only 20 min late so no big deal. Our flight on Auric air was a small ass plane. Andy could barely fit down the aisle. hehe. A short ride to the international terminal in Dar es Salaam. Andy forgot his phone in the security check. Luckily we were able to get it back.
So here's why no one should ever use Priceline. I got a confirmation email for the hotel we booked in Cairo from Priceline. That number wasn't recognized by the hotel. Turns out, there was no confirmation. Priceline help couldn't help me because the booking was through their "group" Agoda. I had to call Agoda. I can't call them I'm in fucking Tanzania and I have no reception. Sorry. I finally got reception (good thing I can use my damn work phone for this call). The room was never confirmed because I didn't send them, online, a picture of my CC AND of my license. Am I a fucking idiot? Who does that? They never booked my room. Fuck them, fuck this, worst customer experience ever.
I booked the hotel through a different site (Booking.com). We boarded Emirates. This seriously has to be the best airline ever. No need for business class because economy class is pretty damn nice. OK, I'm relaxed now. Wine with cheese and crackers have been eaten. The rest of our traveling will be easy peasy.