RARRGHHH

TRAVELOCITY IS POOP!

We just found out that we have to transfer between the Heathrow and London City airport on our way over to Madrid. Epic rookie mistake, I know, but I'm pretty sure Travelocity didn't warn us about this until it was too late, and we didn't really have enough time to check until now. The state of Delaware only has one airport and it's for non-civillian use, who would have thought London, a single city, would have THREE?

So now we're stuck between Travelocity trying to screw us out of another $800 and quite a few hours on hold to change one 2-hour leg of the trip (ABSURD) or crossing our fingers and hoping we get a taxi driver that can blaze through the middle of London during morning rush hour. We're calling in the big guns (aka The Aunt) but outlook is bleak. We're still going, but it might get interesting a bit earlier than we had intended.

Of Travelocity's phone system, Flash says, "it's like Sisyphus going to Madrid!" It certainly does seem like we're doing a whole lot of nothing at the moment.

WHAT EXCITEMENT!