The morning of Thursday, June 13th arrived and our whole group was beyond giddy. We had a flight at 1:45 that afternoon to go to Philadelphia to catch our connecting flight to Rome, Italy. Exciting right? We arrived at the airport at 10:00 am just to ensure we had enough time, got through security without a hitch and before you know it, we're at the gate. Only to find out our flight is delayed about four or five hours due to extreme wind on the east coast. Knowing that our flight out of Philadelphia is early enough that we won't make it if our flight from Minneapolis is that late, our chaperones tried their very hardest to bump our flight up. We did it and ended up only being an hour and a half late.
We were on the plane and our spirits were back up. The only thing stopping us was the lengthy run through the Philadelphia airport we knew was ahead of us. As soon as we landed, we were the first ones off the plane and we began sprinting from gate B2 all the way to A23, which is not as close as we were hoping. After practically a two mile sprint, we see get A23 and realize there is no plane. Our flight had left ten minutes early and we were only 5 minutes late. That flight was missing over 60 people, which included 22 of us. Basically, our hope was non-existant.
Two of our chaperones then sat in line to and at the courtesy desk counter for the next four hours. The result: nada. We were stranded in Philadelphia. Super.
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