The Longest Day

Traveling from San Jose, Costa Rica to Paris was a long and rough trip... probably the worst trip I've ever had...
It began well enough on Monday in Costa Rica; the plane was in time and the board bag was taken care of quickly and efficiently... a first!
Things got really ugly in Miami though... the plane taxied for over a half an hour waiting for a gate... so we only had 45 minutes to get to our connecting flight. (no problem...)
eeek... Miami being the worst international airport out there, we had to go through immigration (a big no-no for me since I really did not want a new US stamp in my passport...), get our bags, re-check the bags, and go through the gates all over again... in 45 minutes... well, that wasn't going to happen.
We got our bags and then went to wait in line for another hour to get another flight. In the meantime, there was no help from anyone either from the airport or from American Airlines to try and actually get us on our actual flight or get where we were supposed to be... so I was fairly angry...
Anyway, we finally got to a rather efficient lady who got us on the very next flight to London, connecting to Paris... So we were back on and running to our next flight, which we caught....
During the flight from Miami to London, I ate something that didn't agree with me... at first i thought it was just the nasty airplane coffee, but it stayed.... I was nocious the rest of the flight to London, while waiting in line for more security checks in London, then threw up in London, and again during the flight from London to Paris, and again and again in Paris.... lovely!
Oh yeah, of course, as expected with all these connections and changes, one of our bags didn't follow; but that seemed minor after the rest! (It arrived a few hours later at my sister's apartment.)
It is the kind of trip that makes you dread taking the plane again but at least, we got to Paris in one piece and with all our luggage!