After almost 48 consecutive hours of traveling, Ann (my friend on the trip who was on my first flight to Atlanta) and I made it safely to Dublin, having picked up my other friend Kate in New York. Our scheduled flight plan was from Chicago to Atlanta and Atlanta to Dublin, departing on Wednesday night around 10PM. The flight from Chicago to Atlanta would get us in around 6:30, so plenty of time to wait in Atlanta. Because it had rained heavily in Chicago that morning, every flight out of O'Hare airport was delayed. Still, Ann and I thought we would be okay because we had such a long layover. We ended up leaving O'Hare around 4:45, instead of 3:30. Still, we were excited to be on our way.
While we were on our way, because of bad storms in Atlanta and other parts of the south, we were rerouted around West Virginia and other states, waiting for Atlanta to clear up. However, because we were rerouted so many times, we ran out of fuel and the flight crew reached the end of their 13 hour shifts and we made an unscheduled landing in Memphis, Tennessee. While we were there and refueling, the workers found a huge slash in one of our tires. While changing the tire, they found out that one of the brakes was completely cracked, and could have broken and stop working at any point during the flight or during landing. All in all, it was very good we stopped in Memphis, however, because of all of this, we ended up missing the flight from Atlanta to Dublin.
After talking to the airlines, they agreed to put us up in hotels for the night, however, they couldn't get us to Dublin until the following day (leaving Thursday night, arriving Friday). Our program had orientation and a girl's birthday dinner that Thursday and Friday morning, but because there was no choice, Ann and I were stuck in Memphis for the night. While the hotel was very nice, it was still kind of a bad situation, and we didn't get much sleep.
The next morning, we arrive at the Memphis airport around 7:30AM, and stand in a huge line of people who were supposed to get to Atlanta the previous day. We finally get to the ticket counter around 8AM and the woman tells us that she has no record of Ann being scheduled for the 9:15am flight to Atlanta that we had negotiated the night before. Not only that, but once we got to Atlanta, there was no more room on the Atlanta Dublin flight. Not about to be separated after everything, and certainly not stuck another day, the woman finally found us a flight to Dublin leaving from JFK in New York. The only way we could get to JFK however, was to fly standby on an 8:30 flight to La Guardia and take a cab to JFK. We could also take a 2:30 flight, however, we would be cutting it close for making the Dublin flight.
By this time, it was around 8:10 am and Ann and I still had to make it to the terminal and go through security in order to get these seats on standby. Luckily, everything worked out and we made it to JFK, where we began our nine hour layover...
Ann really excited to be in New York (and out of Memphis!)
After all this, landing in Dublin this morning felt pretty great. We were beyond exhausted, hadn't showered, and were late for orientation, but at least we had made it. After orientation, we took a bus tour around Dublin and made stops at St. Patrick's Cathedral, which is beautiful. After that, we went shopping and got some groceries (we have a kitchen in our apartment), and tried to find our way around the campus a little bit.
Overall, a very long, stressful and exhausting trip over here, but I can't wait to start my Dublin adventure!
St. Patrick's Cathedral
The inside of the Cathedral
Gorgeous stained glass windows