God was listening to us...things happen

Sometimes as they say, it doesn't rain, but pours! Was in Zagreb, Croatia recently on a business trip and It all started well. I checked in, got my boarding pass and passed through immigrations. Then it all started. The lady at the check-in desk had told me that my gate was D-08 and circled it on the boarding card as usual. Our conversation was all done in nederlands (Dutch) which I speak very well, but somewhere, somehow in the language section of the brain, a miscommunication occured, I thought it was G-08: D (pronounced day) and G (pronounced ghay) got mixed up. I headed for G-08 and just before getting there, even stopped to get some snack to eat and something to drink. On getting to G-08, the display board did not show Zagreb, I checked the boarding pass and it hit me- wrong gate! The only problem was this was in the complete opposite direction to the D gate and the clock was ticking. I half walked, ran and made it there using a trolley to carry my baggage. Phew! Then took off my coat, placed it into my travelling bag, went though security check, tried to board then panic! Where is my boarding pass? Checked in my suit pocket and other pockets. I resigned to asking for a new boarding pass, when ît occured to me to open my travelling bag and check my coat, lo and behold, the pass! Boarded and passed through to the sitting area. Just when I though it was all over, it hit me, where is the drink I bought? It was left in the trolley outside the security area...


Day 2 woes

We went through the conference. On the evening before departure, I was spread out, chilling out, not fully dressed. I had as a matter of habit, put the chain lock on the door. Suddenly, someone tried to come in. I made a sound, and shut the door. A few moments later on re-opening the door, it happened to be a worker trying to checking in someone else into the same room! He appologised. Then the phone started ringing. A receptionist went on about how I should have checked out and I was overstaying? I argued that I was checked in for 2 nights and she like wanted proof. That rilled me. Went down and it happened to have been their mistake She apologised profusely. I returned to my room. The phone went again. This time their PR person apologising. a short while later, a buzz on the door, and it was a waiter with a bottle of 2006 wine with chocolates! They really made an effort. I told him I do not drink, but accepted it to show that all was forgiven. what a night!

Day 3 not again

Was set to leave for the airport at 6.45 am, and went to check out. The lady was confused as whether I paid for the previous day and extended my stay. We agreed, she'll sort it out and send me an email. I need good news please! We got to the airport (with some colleagues) There was a looong queue to the check in counter. Resigned to going through with it, we joined the queue. This colleague of mine and I were chatting and saw that some destinations were being called and people allowed to move elsewhere for a quicker checking. We expressed a wish to have the same for Amsterdam. A few SECONDs after that, we heard Amsterdam called out and we could quickly check in too, then my colleague (a lady) remarked ''God was listening to us'' a happy ending :-)