City of Brotherly Love

After much confusion and waiting, we FINALLY made it to Philadelphia in one piece!

We flew straight from Vegas to Philadelphia for Ryan's summer job during the most absolute craziest time of the season. Due to the severe thunder storms and tornados throughout the south and east our trip that should have only taken 7 hours turned into 26 while leaving us restless for 33 hours.

We arrived in the Washington-Dulles airport on schedule for our hour layover to Philly. When we got there we waited for our flight which was delayed 45 mins to an hour--no big deal, right? WRONG. They kept delaying it further and eventually cancelled the flight altogether.

Then, we had to wait in line for over an hour to reschedule our flight only to find out 3 hours later that the new flight was also cancelled and we would have to wait in that airport till at least the following day and United wouldn't pay for us to get a hotel room...

We desperately tried to find ways to get to our final destination, however, the Dulles airport also believes in charging their poor, tired customers $28.99 for wifi so we had very limited options. Because neither of us are old enough to rent a car, we had one choice to get to Philly--Megabus. And boy, was that an adventure.

In order to get to the Megabus pick up/drop off in DC, we had to take a shuttle to a random spot in downtown DC and then proceed to traipse through the streets with ALL our luggage until we found it. We then waited 45 mins in the late afternoon blazing sun for a 3 hour ride into Philadelphia.

Megabus was actually pretty nice overall. I started to cry when nobody would switch their seat so Ryan and I could sit together, until a nice guy about our age saw me crying and he offered to take a different seat. {Thank you SO much nice man, you made my horrible day worth it!} Ironically, we had FREE wifi connection on the moving bus {and to think Dulles didn't have connection in a stationary, high tech building...}

None of this day was fun in the least bit.

Don't travel with United Air.

Despite the trauma, we're here and safe now. We have our own little meager apartment, and even though the walls are barren and I counted 7 mouse traps topped with peanut butter, I'm going to try to keep an open and optimistic mind.