It is 3:12 a.m. I have yet to sleep a wink and won’t get a chance to do so until I get home. Why? Because I have a 5:30 flight. Why would I subject myself to such torture, you ask? Well, so I don’t have to deal with delays and cancellations, because the D’s and C’s tend to tag along with me wherever I go.
I end up getting delayed at the worst of times. Last October, I was coming back to Philly after spending Fall Break at home, and my connection in D.C. was canceled. I had an exam the next day. Thankfully, I ended up back in the PHL that night via Norfolk, Virginia, albeit red-eyed and bitter.
This year, I decided to strategize. If I chose to take the earliest flights, there was less of a chance that any of my flights would be delayed. I would much rather lose some sleep and get home in time for turkey than end up crying to a customer service agent half way across the country.
So, fellow students, here’s hoping that none of us will be delayed while travelling this holiday. At least not for too long.

