...subway in Brussels breaks down, I miss my train to Paris (can actually see it leaving on the platform), catch the next one at great expense and arrive in Paris late..
...I hop on the next train to Charles de Gaulle airport (delayed), which is filled to bursting with angry commuters, a fight virtually breaks out on the platform, because not everyone can get on
...I arrive at checkin five minutes after closing but the nice lady whizzes me through, turning a blind eye to my biggish, 19kg carry-on. Hooray!
...I board and another passenger who had taken my middle seat offers to swap her aisle for mine. This trip is getting better and better!
...I arrive in NYC and after just 1h wait for the plane to park, 30 minutes at immigration and 1.5h drive I arrive at Lucyna's place. Also due to fatigue I brake too late at a red light and almost ram into the guy in front of me, the smell of screeching tires and the smoke and everything. Whew!