That Time I Actually Missed My Trip

Irony at its finest, I missed my flight to Florence.

We flew out of Pittsburgh yesterday morning to Paris, and after a four hour layover at Charles de Galle I realized my boarding pass for Florence was not actually a boarding pass… at the time of boarding. Needless to say, I am now stuck waiting another five hours until the next flight comes while everyone else is about to gorge themselves on authentic pasta and gelato in Firenze.

Hopefully this means I’ll have a really, really great trip?

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