Od tacos po trdelník

 Ahoj my friends!

Traveling to the other side of the ocean can seem a bit difficult, right?. but I decided to make it the best flight ever.

Well... that didn't work out quite well

Let me tell you how it happened. My flight was León - Mexico City - Paris CDG - Prague.

I left my beautiful city León on the 24th of August planning to arrive in Prague on the 25th of August.

*León, GTO, México

Everything was amazing on time, I flew to Mexico City here is where the problems started.

Flying like a minor can be complicated because of different permissions. At the moment I was going to enter again the airport asked me for some airline stuff so I had to go to ask the airline but it was easy to solve so Problem#1 = Solved :)

*Leaving at Mexico City airport

Amazing!!

Europe I'm coming!

Well not quite...

I got into my flight MX-CGD. It was an amazing flight, I made good friends on the plane and it was a really comfortable flight even though it was long.

I had enough time to take my flight to Prague. But oh oh! The flight was later about 1 hour!!!!.

I ran all my way into that airport CDG (If you have been there in Paris you know it is quite a big airport) In the time going from gate to gate, I met more Mexicans I was happy to have someone "familiar", to be honest, I didn't stress out I just followed the signs and got ready to manage it.

I knew I was not in time but I finally made it to the gate where this girl was, and I am so thankful to her. I went with her told her my situation and asked her if she could help me because I lost the fight and I'm a minor. She helped me to get my luggage out and told me where to go to see the ticket problem. Because the delay was the airline's fault. She stayed with me for more than 2 hours than she should have because her turn was already finished but she stayed with me. Then she told me how to go to the counters and ask.

It was 3:35pm approximately, I had all my luggage and was ready to find a solution, a lot of people would have been afraid but I wasn't, I was confident

"I have the skills and I will make it"- I thought.

Took my things and started asking.

I went exactly where she told me and oh oh, there was no Aeromexico counter or people or ANYTHING (I was flying with them). 

"Ok, don't worry let's ask someone at the airport" - I said

So I went to AirFrance. Because since they are in alliance the airport people told me to go.

I went to AirFrance but clearly, they couldn't do anything so they told me to search for Czech Airlines because the flight from Paris - to Prague was supposed to be with them.

They told me how to go I had to cross the whole parking lot to the other terminal with the luggage and everything but ok. Let's go!

It was 5:30pm on the clock, but I was exactly where they told me but oh oh!, no Czech Airlines.

"Well, let's ask the airport staff"- I thought, again.

I asked here and asked there. I asked everywhere full of hope and positivity.

In summary...

THEY DIDN'T KNOW.

No one knew what to do with me, I met kind people others not that much but even though they tried nothing worked. 

You probably are thinking how is it possible there should be someone from Aeromexico right?

Well... yes but they finished working between 1-2pm before I was not even out of the plane!!.

It was 7pm and I saw another family with a guy in a Rotary blazer, I felt relieved. I had my blazer on too. Well, I thought wrong they ignored me and didn't want to help me. Well, wow, but let's keep going.

People from Mexican, Czech, and even French Rotary trying to help, spoiler alert it didn't help. Well, it was 10:55pm and after running in the whole airport asking so many people, and doing my best I was DONE. I was sitting at the airport so close crying about how tired I was and the impotence and anger.

There was nothing we could do until the next day. For my luck, my older brother lives in Paris, we just managed so I could be with him that night and went with him. I was so happy to see him after more than a year and happy to be able to really rest.

*Waiting for the Uber to see my brother

*Finally with my brother

*My night in Paris

*Saying goodbye again in the airport

*My bestie Pedro is always with me (I don't know what I would have done without him)

*Macarons night in Paris!

12:00am in the clock I was finally with my brother. I really enjoyed that night, some macaroons my brother and Paris vibes, amazing plan. August 26 again in the airport but now with an experimented traveller aka my brother, Energie, again positivity and ready to go to Prague.

That was easier, I am not going to lie, the people from the airport were nicer to my brother because he's fluent in French, even though I also speak I bit of French it's definitely not enough to manage everything on my own in French. We had to do some calls here and there but it was done.

OK, I had a new ticket and was ready to go to Prague. Entered the airport again. This time everything was easier and I made it to Czechia. 

WHAT AN ADVENTURE!