This was an entry written last night, April 21, ~11PM. Tinamad akong ipost kasi inantok na ako agad. Hehe. Anyway, here’s my unfortunate journey going to the US! =)
I still can’t believe that it happened.
It is now around 11:30PM here in San Francisco, we’ve all settled down. In fact, marami na ring tulog. Suffice to say, we all arrived here safe and sound. But HOW I got here is a different story.
If there was such a thing as Monday the 21st like the dreaded Friday the 13th, then I would be firm believer that there are certain days when certain people are extremely more unlucky than others. It can be attributed to chance, but who knows, baka nga weather-weather lang yan.
And if the case is really true, then LUCK abandoned me in every aspect of my journey to the states, on this fateful day of April the 21st.
It all started at NAIA, when I was checking-in my bags in Cebu Pacific. Maan told me already about the darned Philippine travel tax, to make sure that it was paid before, to avoid doubling of the fees. Our travel agent told her na OK na daw yun, no need to pay at the terminal. So akala ko OK na rin yung akin. Apparently, hindi pa pala. Add to that the excess baggage that I had to pay for kasi 20K lang ang limit ng Cebu Pacific. Owell. So pumila pa ako sa travel tax line na sobrang haba, then went to the counter of Cebu Pacific to pay for the excess, and then waited more for my boarding pass to be printed.
So I went through immigration, then final security check, OK na. I was all set and raring to go the US! At the back of my mind, something tells me that there’s something about to happen.
While in the plane bound for HK, I reviwed my itinerary. The ETD at Manila was 8:00, but we started boarding the plane only at that time and we left Manila at around 8:30 already! Then I saw that my connecting flight to San Francisco (via United) was at 1145AM! The Cebu Pacific flight was supposed to arrive at HK at 10AM but we arrived at about 1030 already. Nagmadali ako papalabas to check kung saan ko makukuha yung bags ko from the Cebu Pacific flight para macheck-in ko on time for the United San Francisco flight! I then realized that I only had 1 hour to do all these! I then hurried to the Baggage claim area (following the directional arrows at the HK airport, then I soon saw the LONGEST QUEUE LINE I’ve seen in IMMIGRATION. Then it dawned to me…before I can get my bag, I have to go through this HUMONGOUS line!
SOOO…I asked first the aide there on what should I do. I just need to get my bags, and not really enter HK per se, so I thought I didn’t need to go through IMMIGRATION pa. She said I had to ask my airline, United, about this. At this point, it was already 1050AM. The united check-in counter was at the other end of the terminal (think: whole span of University Avenue in Diliman!) and I had to walk going there because the only train there was going the opposite direction. Pati walkalators, pakabila ang takbo! So I was running wild from the immigration end to the opposite side of the terminal. When I arrived at United, the agent told me that I should get my bags FAST and really have to go through immigration since THEY DON”T HAVE ANYAGREEMENT WITH CEBU PACIFIC. If it were PAL or CATHAY, madali lang ang transfer, BUT NO. Sabi nung check-in guy, “You have 10 minutes. Good luck!” Parang mas kinabahan ako! Nyahahaha!
A mental note registered at that point, something I could or would secure forever: NEVER FLY CEBU PACIFIC for important occassions. EVER!
So, again, I ran back to the other end and pleaded to the Immigration aide na paunahin na ako since I’d be missing my flight in 10 minutes! Thank God pinauna na ako sa pila! But then, biglang wala pala akong ball-pen! So it took me around 10 minutes to undergo the immigration, and then alas, I was able to claim my bag!
While I was claiming my bag, as I held on to my carry-on dresser bag for costumes, BUMIGAY YUNG HANDLE! Great.
Di pa tapos ang lahat! So I had to go to the Departures area, 2 floors up, along with my big luggage, BROKEN dress bag and my other carry-on bag. While running up the escalator, nadulas ako sa floor, TWICE! Feck.
When I finally found the check-in counter of United, as if a photo-finisher in a marathon, I dyspneicly asked if I did miss my flight. And I was answered with a resounding YES.
My world fell apart.
Could things get any worse than this? Ang dami ko nang strikes
So to cut the long story short:
YES, I missed my flight.
YES, hindi ko kasama ang choir.
YES, I traveled alone from Manila to US.
NO, I went to LA instead and paid $100+ for rebooking fee.
NO, I didn’t arrive with the choir in San Francisco.
YES, I eventually made it to San Francisco from LA. I arrived 5 hours late.
When I FINALLY arrived in San Francisco, I thought hard if I really was IN SAN FRANCISCO, or baka dream lang yun and I boarded another plane! Hehe. After all of the things I had to put up with earlier that day, it wouldn’t hurt naman if I double checked everything.
Natakot din ako nung hindi pa lumalabas sa carousel yung checked-in bag ko. Ang tagal! Pero buti na lang lumabas din. Akala ko magkaka-strike pa uli ako. Nyehehe.
Is it because of my taunting statement in my previous blog?
I was actually disappointed that I won’t be travelling alone this time. Hehe. Akala ko nung una, mag-isa ako dahil I booked at a different agent from the rest of the choir kasi I’ll be staying behind. Turns out sabay lang din pala kami ng flight from HK to San Francisco. Owell, at least may mga makakausap ako. =)
Sabi ko na nga ba, makakarma din ako. Hehe. Better knock on wood next time!
I really wasn’t able to document my whole trip going here dahil sa sobrang TOXIC. All I did was to take a picture of me, FINALLY in San Francisco, hoping that from now on, everything would turn out better.😀