24

I was supposed to be in Pasadena on September 21st but, as you already know, I could not make it because I forgot a form. In the end I could take the planet he 24th but this wasn’t free of stress and adrenaline...

Once my original flight was cancelled, I had to tell my parents a direction where to send the package with the form. I talk to people in the airport and they told me I could send it to the office of left luggage. The boss there confirmed it. So I gave the address to my parents and I went to Dublin. My stay in Dublin was ok. I walked a bit, worked another bit, connected to the free McDonalds wireless and had some relaxes time. But the 24th was another story….

6:30 I wake up. Tough. Very tough.
7:00 Get some breakfast to take away. My eyes are still closed.
7:30 Get the aerobus. Sleep a bit inside. I'm doing great! :)
8:00 Go to the office “Left Luggage”. The package is not there. What do you mean??? FedEx told me it would have arrived yesterday!!! After a while, another guy comes and say that he returned it because he could not read the name properly. What???
8:15 Call my father. He is going to talk to FedEx.
8:25 Calls me back and say that I have to ask it to FedEx Dublin.
8:30 I call them and after talking to 49634 bots, some human voice appears and she tells me that the code I have is wrong.
8:45 I call my dad. He does not pick it. What do I have to do???
8:47 I’m in the row to check in. I need to take this plane…
8:55 My father calls me back. Tell him the story. They need the code.
9:05 No call back…
9:10 No call back… I will not make it…
9:15 No call back… Fucking FedEx…
9:20 No call back… I want to kill the guy in “Left Luggage”… I was supposed to go to US immigration in 5 minutes...
9:25 Done! They give me the code!
9:28 I try to call FedEx Dublin. No way to talk to a person. What’s wrong with them!!??
9:35 Call FedEx Spain. They answer and…
9:40 They tell me where the package is. Is closed to the airport!!!!
9:42 Pick up a taxi!
9:52 Arrive at Fedex: Please, get this package urgently!!!
10:00 I have it!!!! Sign some documents, and I run back to the taxi. It seems there’s traffic jam!! He takes an alternative road. A bit longer way, but it looks much better.
10:15 I arrive to the airport!!! Run Aniol, run!!! I enter running, run to the US immigration office, and I tell them that I had a problem with the form, bla, bla, bla, … And the woman says… Don’t worry, the plane is not going to leave without you :) As soon as I hear this, my heart starts beating at the normal speed, and I realize that, in the end, the day I will finally arrive will not be other that the 24th.