Gate H18

Pushing the weight of my luggage

Behind me skips along my other baggage

Please let the queue be short

If only I could be back on the resort

My turn is next

I quickly check the confirmation text

Madam good morning where to today?

She must say this endlessly everyday

We don’t have your seats together I’m afraid

Perhaps we can offer you an upgrade?

The latter is heard in my hopeful head

I know it’s not what she said

Some shuffling around

Some many anxious minutes later

I’ve hit her head against the pound

Madam I may have found

Three in row 29

From uptown I am now

Back in downtown

Security check

A mission after which

I seriously need a triple sec

Dressed to undress

9/11 you caused some serious stress

Panting across the terminal

Faster, I yell at them

Pulling along their wheelies

Can you carry mine Mama?

Really?

I’m tired I’m thirsty!

Seriously?

A, B, C, D and some threats and bribes in between

We finally reach gate H18

Flight delayed I read on the screen

No, this is not a dream

I want to shout and scream

Some two hours later

I’ve cursed and abused

The official airport hater

Battery low

Crap, I don’t have my adapter!