Well, as I was telling, the flight from Miami to New York lasted for 2 hours.The longest flight of my life. When I opened my eyes there were only 15 minutes left to landing. As time passed I increasingly became nervous and anxious at the same time. I did not know what to expect or whatsoever. The landing was successful, but now it was time to disembark.
Once at the airport I immediately contacted my mother in Watertown, I told her Maria could not traveled with me for the reasons you guys already know and I have no idea where she was. There were a few seconds of silence in the phone, and I thought the communication between us had been cut off. However she was still in line so I said, "Hola!?" after a couple of seconds she replied, "Yes! I'm here, can you please explain me what happened?." Then I proceed with the explanation in detail..Finally she decided to buy a plane ticket from New York to Watertown on Jet Blue, but in order to take the plane I would have had to move from La Guardia Airport to JFK Airport. The distance in between the two airports was not much, but for a trip like that I would have to take a taxi because I was carrying heavy bags with me.
After leaving the airport, the day was too cold, it really felt like the inside of a refrigerator. Sorry guys I wasn't used to that much cold yet. I had never experienced a cold of that magnitude. lol.
My booger was frozen so I jump into the first taxi I found with only 70 dollars in my pocket, the f*** taxi driver charge me 50 dollars!! so I only had 20 dollars left on me. I never thought that a taxi was going to be that much expensive.After 10 minutes I arrived at the JFK Airport!. Finally I would be able to take the plane that could take me to my final destination... Watertown. My joy did not last for long because one I got off the taxi I could not find my documents (passport, calendar). I began to sweat cold, and my head was spinning around. I felt like my neurons were having the loudest party ever because I couldn't even hear myself. I could not listen to what the taxi driver was saying. And As I was standing outside the airport I did not know what to do. All of the sudden I went back to normal, and I checked everywhere in the back seat, in the trunk, but not my passport was not there!
"Tragedy!, the end of the world." I thought.
The taxi driver told me he would go to La Guardia airport to see if the passport was still there, What a nice guy! I thought. However the bastard never returned. There was no way I would have my documents back. My flight to Watertown was leaving in 15 minutes then I approached one of the attendees at the airport and ask them if they could travel without a passport. She answered me, "No sir, you need documentation to travel."
My mom's phone number was written in my agenda along with all the addresses of the places I had to go. I was completely lost at JFK airport.
Gracias!..
Coldplay/Lost
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