Snowland, stucked.
I woke up at 3 a.m., packed, went all the way to O’Hare, lined up for a good 2 hours and was told that my flight has been canceled. After some angry and tearful protests, they decided to upgrade me to First Class and felt “extremely sorry for the delays.”
At this rate, when will I ever see Hong Kong again?
Let me go, please.