Woke up at 8 a.m. to get ready for our 2 p.m. flight to Orlando via US Airways. My mom, who arrived only the day before, was up and about. We attended the 11 a.m. Mass. By 12:30, we were off to JFK for our 2 p.m. flight. When we got there, we parked the car in the long-term parking area, brought out our luggage and headed for the shuttle terminal that would take us to the US Airways terminal. The shuttle driver asked us which airline we were taking and told us we should go to terminal B2. In less than five minutes, a different driver took over the shuttle, asked us again which airline we were going to fly in and promptly told us, "US Airways doesn't fly out of JFK, it flies out of LaGuardia."

Upon hearing that, I didn't really believe him yet so Eugene immediately took out our itinerary and yes, it DID say LaGuardia! Panic set in and we started running towards the car. Thankfully, we weren't there long enough for us to pay any parking fees. He drove as fast as he could and managed to reach LaGuardia around 1:30p.m. Since we had two luggages to check in, we stood in line and were eventually told that check-in was closed and we couldn't board the plane anymore. The check-in person told us to be on standby for the 5:00 flight, which we obeyed. By then, I was just annoyed. We must've been more tired than we thought for us to actually not know which airport we were flying out of.

5:00 p.m. came and went. The flight was overbooked. They had to bump off some passengers with a promise of free roundtrip tickets, accommodations, etc. Being on the standby list hardly mattered since actual passengers got bumped off. Again we were told to be on standby for the 7:30 flight. We were advised by the US Airways person to just rebook for next day's 7 a.m. flight. When we went to the ticketing section to rebook, the woman there told us we need to pay $50 each as penalty fee, PLUS an additional $450 per person (that's supposedly how much each ticket costs for that morning flight). By then, I was in tears. I wanted to just get our luggage and go home. It was useless waiting for the 7:30 p.m. flight as it was already overbooked as it is.

When we got to the Baggage Claim area, the lady in the counter told us that our luggage got boarded on the 5 p.m. flight and was on its way to Orlando. That was the final straw. I started crying buckets of tears! I was hiding behind Eugene, tearful. Marva, the lady in the counter, took pity on us and called someone from the counter upstairs where the boarding passes where given out. She instructed us to look for Martha. Both ladies turned out to be angels in disguise. Martha was able to give us actual boarding passes for next day's 7 a.m. flight. Actually, I was a little sneaky. I asked Martha if she was married and she said no. She looked like she was the marrying type so I told her, "You know, I wouldn't wish for something like this to happen to you if you were getting married." She gave me boarding passes pronto!

With passes in tow, we headed home for a much-deserved rest for our early flight tomorrow.