I HATE Airports (part 2)

Flying anywhere near New York is a nightmare.

A small propeller driven plane got me from Quebec to Montreal without any hassles. I spent about 20 minutes searching for the US transfer area, cleared U.S customs before even leaving Canada, and jogged off towards my flight. As I neared departure gate 42, I couldn't help but notice that 10 angry Americans had laid siege to the check-in counter and were practicing some of their naughty words. An intercom announcement confirmed that my flight to New York had been cancelled due to 'bad weather'. All flights to anywhere in the New York area for the next 2 days were either cancelled or overbooked and because the issue was weather related, no compensation would be offered. As a final insult, everyone had to leave the vicinity of the gate immediately - for security reasons. In the area just outside the vicinity of the gate, I got talking to 3 New Yorkers who were independently stuck in the same boat as me. They let me in on the secret that 'bad weather' is actually code for 'more flights are scheduled into New York than they can possibly handle'. We all agreed that being stranded in Montreal for 2 days was not acceptable. The only reasonable alternative was to hire a car and take a road trip! So thrust together by fate, the four heroic travellers checked back through customs into Canada and jumped into an SUV. Spending 8 hours in a car with three complete strangers wasn't exactly how I expected to spend my evening, but as I rolled into Times Square at about 3am, I realised things could've been a lot worse. At least i didn't have to work the next day. Thanks again to Craig, Eric and Chelsea for a memorable journey and also for offering some great advice about New York. Chelsea, a finance company recruiter, even took the time to check out my resume, improving it to the point that it might actually get me a job. Perhaps one day - but not today...