DAY 7: A Day of Clarity

Clear skies

The morning reveals calm and clear blue skies and my mind determined that this is the day. Keep in mind that I have now been awaiting transportation in Qatar for four days now. I go through the routine of out-processing…blah, blah, blah…and head over to the pax terminal. Pull my bags out of storage and we head out to the tarmac with 3 other pax to board the plane. Things are looking good! Pilot then determines he doesn’t have enough fuel and decides to bump me, since I have a lot of baggage – can’t friggin’ believe it! This whole situation has turned into a nightmare that keeps going on and on and on...

Wrong number

Not only was my day of clarity wrong, but the number scheme was off kilter as well. I kept thinking it was going to “4’s” since I was in bunk #44, taking the shuttle bus at :44 past the hour, and this was the 4^th try on the 4^th day. “Lucky 3’s” didn’t work and “4’s” turned out not to be my magic number either.