Tuesday, Dec 3, 2002

We got up, ate breakfast and bid our farewells to Mrs. Kane, who had been a most wonderful host. She was even nice enough to give us a little gift for our honeymoon. Then, packs on our backs and hands and shoulders, we trekked to the rail station to begin our journey towards the airport. Our flight was scheduled to leave at noon, so we had plenty of time. Or so we thought…

Danny in the bus on the way to the airport.
Dec. 3, 2002

A very tired Yvette on our way to the airport.
Dec. 3, 2002

When we got to the airport, at 10:30 am, and went to check-in, the lady at the Aer Lingus counter told us our flight had already left. It seems Aer Lingus had switched into their Winter schedule, and Expedia.com, whom we bought our tickets from, never notified us of the change. We were also careless to not have confirmed our flight details the night before, but that did not excuse Expedia.com’s behavior. Aer Lingus was really nice to us, though, and managed to get us into a flight that appeared to be fully booked all the way to New York. From there we’d have to arrange with American ourselves. Danny got on the phone with Expedia.com and gave them a piece of his mind, though in the end it was useless, as they proclaimed they had no responsibility to update us of changes. Guess which travel service we’re never using again?

We got on the flight, though, and that’s what was important. After a short stopover in Shannon Airport, we were New York bound. Luckily, Yvette’s sister had just moved to New York and we at least had a place to stay for the night.

Addendum: Overnight in New York
Tuesday, Dec 3, 2002

Danny at JFK Airport in New York, still thinking of a few choice words for the folks at Expedia.
Dec. 3, 2002

The night in New York was okay, if long. It was cold as hell, and we were not quite ready for it, not to mention we were tired and hungry. After hours trying to figure out where to get something kosher to eat (remember Yvette’s sister has only been in NY for like four days), we ended up finding a kosher restaurant on 2nd Ave that was still open at 10:30 pm. After that we made it back to the apartment in Brooklyn, going to sleep at 2 am only to have to wake up at 5 am to catch a taxi to the airport to get on the earliest flight possible back to Miami.

We made it back to Miami at 4:30 pm, happy to be home, sad that Ireland was over, and still amazed at the fact that we were now married.

The End

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