i recently watched this video about someone’s worst travel experience and even tho theirs was a million times worse than mine, i thought i’d share mine because it was also pretty bad
so i was doing a short hop flight from toronto to new york, and the flight was just about an hour or so and so this experience rlly shouldn’t have been that bad.
so i was with my family and we arrived to check in, and we received our tickets and annoyingly we realised we were not seated together. we were on 4 completely separate seats - and we’d paid extra to pre book seats so that we actually were sat together. what the hell?? now because i have never sat away from my parents on a flight before (for the record i’m perfectly capable of it but it’s just something i’ve never done and wasn’t expecting to today) i started having an internal panic. i was freaking the hell out.
so we go to the desk lady and we’re like ‘can u help us’ and she starts to help us then we see her face drop. what’s happened now? you ask, well guess what? our flights been cancelled. yup. and now i’m panicking for a whole different reason. because what if we have to sleep overnight? that ruins all our new york holiday plans and we won’t get everything done..
LUCKILY we arrived about 2 hours before the recommended time and so we were booked onto an earlier flight that wasn’t full. and - bonus - we were sitting together! all was well, or at least it seemed.
our plane took off late and we ended up taking off at the same time our old flight would have, so our plans weren’t really affected too bad but we were on a 1 hour flight for about an 1hr 45min. but the drama didn’t start until we ended up at laguardia airport.
so to get to the subway station, we had to get on a bus. we had no clue how often these buses came and there was chock-a-block traffic all the way down. it was barely moving. a few buses came, but we waited outside in the cold for an hour until the bus we needed came. but because new yorkers are RUDE AS HELL people who’d only been waiting ten mins or so managed to get on before us. mainly because they were travelling alone and we were a family of 4. and then the bus was full and it drove off without us. great.
another half an hour. so we’ve been waiting for a bus for longer than we were in the air now. FINALLY another bus comes. me, my dad and my sister get on successfully but my mum is pushed back and further back and further back until she’s so far behind us we’re not sure she’s going to get on this bus. people are so slow getting on that i’m freaking out AGAIN that we’re going to be split up and jesus christ do i not want that. luckily luckily luckily my mum makes it onto the bus (she was like the 3rd to last person to get on so it was so close) and we’re off.
the bus journey isn’t very comfortable. we’ve been standing for ages at the bus stop and then it’s 40 mins of sitting in traffic and standing on a cramped bus where it’s almost impossible not to touch the person next to you, especially when driving over a bump or round a corner. one guy accused another of ‘sexually harassing’ him because he kept touching his ass. he said if it happened one more time he’d call the police. (i mean he was a typical new yorker and the guy that he threatened was clearly not and he looked shocked and scared at this thought) . the new yorker guy didn’t say anything like that again but i was so conscious of accidentally brushing my hand against him that i basically spent the whole 40 mins of that bus journey routed in my spot.
finally we made it to the train station. we had to get on a monorail to get to the subway, which was actually quite easy. the monorail was busy but not too busy and i could sit down this time. then we arrived at the subway station. it took a while for us to find the right platform (probably longer than it should have because we were all tired and stressed) but somehow the subway was the easiest part of the journey. it was quite late by this point and (i think) it was like a sunday evening so the train was actually rlly quiet. we got a seat easily and we could easily track where we were going to get off.
we faced one last hurdle when we got out of the wrong exit and couldn’t find our way to the hotel (which was one street over from times square so with all the bustling people and cars it was not fun going the wrong way). we got a bit stressed going back and forth but the moment i laid down in my bed and thought ‘oh my gosh i’m in new york’ it was (almost) worth the horrible journey.
and btw i had an amazing time and our flight back to london was absolutely fine.








