So first hurdle averted! Because of the inclement weather everywhere, all flights were delayed. So of course I heard the dreaded speaker pipe up with my full name (horror of horrors), and tell me to "please step up to the counter". As I dragged my pack (which is half the size of my petite frame) to the counter, I listen to them as they tell me that the flight is delayed and the next flight wont land in SF till 10:45. I looked at her and said "I'm sorry, but I have to be on an International flight at 12am". She looks at me like listen little girl you're not only one trying to get to connecting flights. So I put on my sweetest little cherubic face and ask if there is anything earlier. She tells me there is one flight boarding and that i would have to book it. So I haul my ginormous pack across my body and make a valiant effort to start to trot/run to the gate. Then out of the mist arose one of those guys who rode around offering rides. I gave him a Chechire cat grin and said "I gotta get to gate C1!" I hopped on and away we went! We arrived just in time to get a new boarding pass and waddle my and my bag down the gate. Hefted my bag with a Thor like strength in a compartment and plopped my butt in a middle seat and took a big sigh of relief. First one down, two more flights!! Next stop, Taiwan!!
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