I was suppose to go to Syria today. It was a studie trip.
But I didn't get on the plane.
You can't believe how unlucky I was this morning.
First my train was canceled.
Then the next was delayed.
When it finally left the station it broke down in the middle of nowhere. For a hour and a half I was pinned between who knows how many people.
When we finally got moving again (by getting pushed by another trin) we were not allowed to get off at the airport due to Barak Obama's visiting my country.
My friend and I had to get off in my neighboring country, Sweden, and return to the airport with another train. We waited an hour for that train due to canceling and delayes because of B. Obama.
My friend and I was 10 minuttes late at the tjeck-in. We were the only two who didn't make it.
We had been in contact with the airlines the whole time, but no mercy. And it was a lot of trouble just to get another plane.
So my friend and I decided not to go to Syria at all.

Maybe it was faith stepping in.