We started our Saturday morning thinking it would be our last day in Italy. We ventured through Venice and admired the sight of gondolas and the endless number of canals. We even managed to do some quality sale shopping at a Double Agent store. Then, the unthinkable happened. Okay, I'm lowkey dramatic but Michelle got a highkey troubling notification on her phone that our flight back home to England was cancelled. As soon as she told us the news, we made our way to the Venice Marco Polo Airport. After about an hour of waiting, we found out that the only flight we could get would be a Monday one at 4 pm! That meant that Michelle and I would miss our Stonehenge and Bath trip on Sunday that we already paid for, and all of us would miss class. We were outraged, but there was nothing we could do.
They told us a coach would come for us to drop us off at the Hilton, so we waited longer for it to come back from dropping off other strandees at the DoubleTree. When we were finally picked up by the coach driver and dropped off at the Hilton, the hotel manager told us Easy Jet made a mistake and that we were supposed to be at the DoubleTree all along! We were up in arms about the fiasco. The coach had already left, so we waited for the hotel to take us in taxis. Twenty of us piled into two taxi vans (after Michelle and Angelique had walked into the water of the rock pool outside lol), and we even made friends with some dope British WoCs that just came back from a music festival. Once we got to the DoubleTree that was basically in the middle of nowhere, it was already around 10:30 pm. We piled out of the van refusing to pay the outrageous 12.50 Euros per person fee that the driver was trying to charge us. We scurried out of there, despite her threats of calling the police if no one would pay. We headed straight into the dining room to score some free food. The vengeful taxi driver eventually left (much to our relief) and then we got to crash in single rooms with the most lux beds! I even watched some TV and caught the Jimmy Fallon episode with Drake before I fell asleep.
For all the stress we endured, it was pretty memorable to have an extended holiday. Who would have thought that we would have ended up with extra time in Italy after all?