Adios Italy

On Tuesday I had to say goodbye to Italy and head back to Spain. Because something happened with my ticket before Iberia had to rebook my ticket. My flight was from Rome to Madrid, only and hour lay over and then from Madrid to Asturias. Well my Flight from Rome was delayed 30 minutes in the first place and when we got to Madrid there was a lot of traffic and we had to be taxied around for another 25 minutes. When we finally got to the terminal I got up so fast and pushed my way to the front. We parked in terminal HJK near the beginning of the H's. The whole flight I was praying the my connecting flight was leaving from a gate very close to where I was coming in. Of course it wasn't, I had one of the farthest gates, K72. I picked up my bag and ran. I ran past the 30 or so H gates, then the 30 or so J gates, and finally arrived at my gate. The whole time running I saw signs that said K 11 minutes, 9 minutes, 6 minutes. Well I only had 5 minutes to begin with and I was sprinting like never before. I got to my gate sweating and breathing heavy just to see the plane pulling away and hear "the gate is closed". I went to get a new ticket for two hours later and for my troubles they gave me a whole free lunch, not so bad after all! I got a salad, huge chicken thigh, and veggies. That definitely helped the situation.