Milan Malpensa is My Frankfurt!!!

Ok. Let´s begin with my rage. Yesterday we woke up early and everything and had planned to take a taxi to the train station and then an express train to the airport then go check in! Easy as pie. So we go down to call the taxi and wouldn´t ya know the taxis are striking. Well who wouldn´t? So instead we walk with the 30 pound packs to the bus station then ride, standing with WAY too many people to the metro station. Then we take the metro to the train station. We get on the express train which apparently makes four stops and takes 45 minutes instead of 30. We arrive and realize that we have to go to terminal 2. How far could terminal 2 be from terminal 1. It´s not like we were going from terminal 1 to terminal 40. We take a shuttle bus to terminal 2. It was the equivalent of landing at the cda airport and taking a shuttle bus to a terminal in PF. It was a 20 minute ride. So we get there to check in and of course our plane had already boarded. SHOCKING! So we buy tickets for the next flight to Madrid. It is 1100 when we get there and the next flight is at 1800. Of course. So we sit in the airport for hours. Finally at 4 we can go check in. Our flight has been delayed. only any hour, now it will leave at 7. So it is nearing 7 and they delay it again to 8 now. All of these little delays cause Shannon to rage but none as much as the fact that they said we were at gate D. However there were actually like gates D1 through D30 or something. They wouldn´t put up on the screen what number D. This made her Rage a lot and she looked at the screen quite frequently until every flight out that night before and after ours had a gate number but us. Finally they put our number up and also the notice that it´s boarding. of course we have to walk downstairs because what are the chances that we just happened to be sitting by the right one. We found it alarming when we arrived at the gate and there was no plane. They were boarding us to an area slightly to the right through some ropes. After they ¨boarded¨us they decided that actually we should move ALL of us to a different gate and ¨board¨there. Still no plane. So we ¨boarded¨again. Its like 2100 now and the screens all still say the flight is leaving at 2000. cute. My most frustating part was that they would make announcements all this time but in Italian then all the people would yell and swear and laugh and moan and while they did this they said it in English so we couldn´t hear. I was very annoyed. WE moved gates again and boarded. Still no plane. I have never before boarded a plane that wasn´t there. Eventually we take off at like 2130 or so. I don´t know. It was just one of those typical everything goes wrong traveling days. We finally made it to Madrid and we loveit!! This city is gorgeous! I will get on later and write more about it! If is my favorite.. I know I say that everytime. Also, they have Starbucks here and we had lunch at TGI Fridays and had amazing grilled chicken and vegetables and while we ate they were replaying game 2 of the ducks and senators! I was SOOO happy! Love to all! Sorry this was long.. rage will do that to ya! Adios!