I probably had the worst luck possible yesterday. First, I grossly underestimated the time it would take to pack and move all my stuff from Schapiro Hall at 115th street between Riverside and Broadway to Manhattan Mini Storage at 107th street between Amsterdam and Columbus. After spending the better part of the day moving, I was finally ready to leave.

I finally get my suitcases and head out to find a taxi. Then I realize that it is going to be extremely difficult to find one since the Law School graduation ceremony just finished around that time. So, Caroline (who is helping me with my bags) and I head down to 110 street to find a taxi. I finally find one, but he says that he won’t drive me to LaGuardia. After a few more taxi drivers said no, I finally found one that agreed to take me to LGA. I guess I should try to avoid flights that require me getting a taxi around rush hour.

When I arrive at the airport, I find out that my 7:50 flight is now rescheduled for 9:30. Fortunately, since I now how some sort of elite status on American Airlines, I was able to skip the massive line and talk to one of the first class agents. She tells me that my flight is cancelled and that I have to take the 1:30pm flight the next day and asked me why I didn’t get a notification from them. I ask her if they can pay for my transportation or accommodation, but she tells me that they don’t do that for weather cancellations. Great, I came all the way to Queens with three bags, they didn’t tell me that my flight was cancelled, and now they won’t even compensate me?

I was too tired to really have any emotions at that point. So, I call Caroline and tell her that I’ll have to stay at her place for the night. She tells me that she is actually at home and can meet me in Flushing for a late dinner on the way back. I say okay and take the Q48 bus to Flushing instead of the M60 bus back to campus. The bus almost reaches Main St when the bus driver stops and tells us that we’ll all have to get out. I get out to find out that most of Flushing has been closed down because of a “suspicious package.” Do they really think that terrorists want to blow up a bunch of asian people?

After taking the 7 train, missing my transfer from the 2 to the 1, and hauling my bags up and down stairs, I finally got back to Columbia. What was the only good thing that came out of yesterday? These pictures I took on the taxi ride: