SO ABOUT THAT HOTEL
ROOM
As I was walking out of the airport in Hong Kong, eager to
hop on the MTR, their version of the Metro, a line our pilot had said during
his farewell address kept resonating with me, “We crossed the international
date line, so Thursday’s gone. Ha-ha.” I knew about the International Date
Line, I had checked and double checked my travel itinerary before booking my
hotel in Hong Kong. I’m smart. I was certain that I was in Hong Kong for close
to 30 hours. Just to be safe, and because the airport had free Wifi, I decided
to take another look. I looked at my ticket and back at my itinerary. I changed
the time zone on my iphone and it switched to Friday the 30th. Here
is a picture of my itinerary:
THEY SCREWED ME MAN! Have you ever been swindled and pimped
out of $70 because of an imaginary line on a globe?! I have now. Although, no
hard feeling International Date Line, I know you serve a purpose, and you had
to be somewhere. It really wasn’t even your fault. The real culprit is American
Airlines. Their itinerary is dead-ass wrong. I did not arrive in Hong Kong on
Thursday August 29th at 5:45 AM, I arrived in Hong Kong on Friday
August 30th at 5:45 AM. How does an Airline whose only purpose (besides
making money, cause, you know, capitalism) is to facilitate travel not
understand how time zones and the International Date Line work?
But don’t you worry your pretty little heads my friends. As
I sit here watching the sun rise elegantly over the misty peaks surrounding
Hong Kong international airport, I am internally drafting and editing what will
surely be a strongly worded email for my friends over at American Airlines. And
if you are lucky enough to know my history in dealing with the customer service
branches of large corporations, I like my chances.
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