But it's all worth it to be in SWEDEN!

I was awake for 60 hours. Get that? 60 HOURS! Here's the story:

I woke up on Tuesday at 8:00am for my to finish getting ready for my 3:00 flight to New York that would in turn take me to Stockholm, to meet a train that would take me to Helsingborg. I arrived at the airport with plenty of time to spare and made my way to the terminal to wait for my first plane. About one hour before it was due to leave, the airport drone came over the speakers and informed all of us lucky travellers that the plane would be 40 minutes late. We waited 40 minutes. then they came on eand said it would be two hours late. No problem, I waited two hours. THEN they came on teh speaker and said, ''sorry, mother nature hates you and now you have to wait 4 hours.'' Well, this meant I would miss my connecting flight in Stockholm so I went into a fit of panic and ran around the airport looking for a solution. After waiting in line for about 30 minutes I was directed to a phone terminal that had been open since I got there... thanks airport staff for being helpful. I talked to an agent on the other line and told her of my plight and she rebooked me for a flight to amsterdam from which I would go to copenhagen and take a train to helsingborg. I ran to the terminal where that first plane was about to leave, only to find a friendly (not) agent waiting to tell me that I had not actually been booked for that flight, but rather one to Paris! Fuck.

Fuck my life... not like a starving kid in Africa who's had both parents murdered and is now a child soldier... but close. I boarded the plane to Paris patiently and hopefuly. Right as I sat down the lights went off. Okay, nothing normal... then the pilot came on and said in English with an almost unintelligable French accent, something along the lines of, ''we fucked up.'' Then the plane lost ALL power and we were in complete dark. we waited there for almost two hours until the lights came on and the pilot said we were good to go. At this point I wasn't sure if I would survive the flight at this rate but hell, I played the sheep and stayed in my seat. we took off without any more issue and made it to Paris, thankfully. Unfortunately there was a baby in front of me so I didn't get any sleep the whole flight. we landed and I negotiated the poorly designed terminal signs of CDG airport in Paris. I waited patiently at the terminal for my plane to stockholm. I waited some more. then I took a piss. Then I waited again. As the time to leave came closer they came on the speaker in french, and then heavily accented english to tell me that the plane was going to be 20 minutes late. This happened again. And again. wait for it...again. the plane didn't show up until almost 90 minutes after it should have. ( just drank some jägermeister) Then, to make things better, they had to fucking drive us to the plane! The fucking GIGANTIC airport didn't have a fucking terminal actually available. To make things better, they only had one bus to drive an entire planload of people. fuck france.

We took off, late as usual, and got into Stockholm. I was happy to just be in Sweden, BUT because of all the late flights I had missed my first train. On top of that they had lost my luggage and it wouldn't be delivered untill the next day in the evening! I had packed clothes in my carry on so I wasn't too worried, but definitely pissed. I made my way as fast as I could to the Stockholm train station and arrived just as the last train to Helsingborg was pulling out. FML, right? I said fuck money and bought a plane ticket to helsingborg for the next morning. It was midnight and I was hungry as fuck and all the shops in the station had closed, so I went to the McDonalds next door. I got my food and headed back to the station. Right as I came up I saw a man locking the doors! I asked him what the fuck was happening and he calmly said they would open again in 5 HOURS! he had a gun so I didn't argue (cop).

It was midnight, all the hostels were closed and there is no way I had enough money for a hotel after the plane ticket so I sat down on the street to think. And I kept sitting, and sitting. I had a nice conversation with a chinese girl name Ye who went to school in Sweden and was in the same situation as me. Long story short, I sat on thte streets of Stockholm for 5 hours! Did you know the sun starts to rise at 3:00am in Stockholm? I saw it. well, finally the trainstation opened and I jumped on it like it was the last one out of hell. Guess what, the plane from Stockholm to Helsingborg was late! JUST KIDDING! it actually left 5 minutes early!!!!! I love SAS airlines as much as I hate Airfrance! They even served me breakfast on a 1 hour flight! I landed at the airport and my friend Robin was there to pick me up. We went to his girlfriend's house where I showered and then we went out to spend the day with her uncle. It was lots of fun, but I hadn't slept and I actually started having minor halucinations where I would ''read'' something from the book I had read on the plane and then suddenly realize that it was all made up in my head! I survived through dinner and we got home. Guess what... my luggage never arrived! we called them and they said it would be there the NEXT DAY! I poped a pill of Fuckitol and went to sleep for the first time in 60 hours.

I woke up today and we went to the place where Robin's family is camping for the summer. We swam in the ocean and basically soaked up the sun. wonderful. My luggage arrived late in the evening (after two days!) and I gave the wonderful Björnstedt family a bottle of tequila. The whiskey is mine! (I imported a bit of America). My trip is finally over and I can only hope that the shenanigans are done. My parting advice to you is to NEVER fly with Airfrance or trust Delta with your luggage. SAS (Scandinavian Airlines) on the other hand are AMAZING! This was by far the greatest test of my patience I have ever experienced, but I made it.