Our plane had been delayed, so of course, we land late, too. (We're a group of 24, by the way.) We race all across the Atlanta airport to get to the next flight; I was barely able to stand for three minutes after we got the first chance to rest. (We were on the escalator, which I'm petrified of.)

But the ride on the train was a lot of fun. I affirmed that one simple pole was the best thing to hold onto on the train ride. I had a lot of fun.

So, we arrived 7 min late. SEVEN. MINUTES. Our original flight had been an entire HOUR late in picking us up.

The plane had not waited. We'd called ahead of time; some of the Group was even there on time, I think!! But it was futile. Our rushing, our panic, everything.

They tell us the next flight they could give us is 8 pm THE NEXT DAY. THAT MEANT ALMOST AN ENTIRE DAY LATER THAN WE WERE SUPPOSED TO LEAVE.

So we wait around for over SEVEN HOURS until, around six am, we finally get to go to a hotel in a cramped shuttle. I ate gummy bears :3

I spent most of my time taking... inappropriate quizzes (cough)

I also walked around a circle with some of the kids three times. Most of us had not slept until we got settled into the hotel. (Also, we'd gotten toiletry packs as our first apology lol.)

Now, this was not the end of it, no. During my seven hour wait is when I realize more of what the AT&T B*tch did to my phone....