Sometimes you are not a lucky guy. When we flew from Berlin to Lisbon to enjoy our Christmas Holiday, I had the pleasure to deal with a broken trolley. Not that this would be a problem when it would happen when I’m at home, but it actually happened on the way from our hotel in Berlin to the airport. The beginning of a horrible experience.
Wednesday, 24th of December. Christmas Eve – isn’t that a day that is supposed to celebrate? It is, but last year, it started like a nightmare for us. We got up at 4 am and left the hotel only minutes after to reach our 6 am flight from Berlin to Lisbon.
However, not everything went as smooth as usually. Literally only meters after we left the hotel, my friend and companion broke down. I’m not talking of Sabrina, but rather of my trolley. With that one I travelled to Asia, to America and to several destinations in Europe. But after more than two years of hard work, he decided to break down.
Nightmare at the train station
So what do you do in a moment like this? Buy a new trolley? No way at 4 am. Go home and repack into a new trolley? No way with just two hours left till departure. Buy tape to fix the problem? No way at 4 am. So well, I decided to go for the pragmatic solution to just carry the trolley to the airport.
As we departed from Schönefeld this time, it was kind of a nice work-out in the morning. I definitely did not need to do any sports later on this day. However, my hopes that we would get help at the airport were once again destroyed. What was the problem this time? The time, what else.
Lifesaving plastic bag
Usually, you can get your bags wrapped into foil at airports. But as you maybe already expect: That wasn’t possible in the morning on the 24th. So I decided to go and ask the check-in stuff of TAP Portugal what they would propose. At first, they didn’t seem to have an answer to my question, but after some explanation, they finally came up with a great idea.
They gave me a large plastic bag, so nothing could fall out of my trolley anymore. But what was next? Security control. This means I had to de-wrap my trolley, to wrap it into the plastic bag after security again. You can imagine how everyone looked at me…
Expensive trolley and an overpriced taxi
Even though I didn’t expect it to be, everything went smooth after security. I had to carry my trolley all time, but that saved me the workout for the day, so not too bad. However, I decided that a new trolley should help me to carry my belongings to our hotel in Cascais.
I’m nobody who buys cheap things for travel, but all the trolleys at the Lisbon Airport were so overpriced that I decided to not buy any on them (the cheapest one was prized 200 Euro and it was not even a nice one and way too small).
Because I wasn’t able to carry the trolley any longer, we decided to take a taxi to Cascais. Even though I know that the public transport would not have been in an option in this situation, it kind of hurts to pay 60 Euro for a ride that would cost less than 5 Euro with public transport.
New trolley, new problems
I thought about ending the story at this point, but to be honest: The nightmare wasn’t over here. When we arrived in Porto after the Christmas Days, I went to the mall and bought a nice little Samsonite trolley that really fitted me. Happy about my trolley when leaving, I recognized that the zipper was broken.
Even though I was still able to close it and nothing fell out, the problem was obvious. As we left Porto on a Sunday, I had no choice to talk to the store and to take my trolley home in this condition. Many days later, back in Berlin, we got the trolley repaired by a guarantee shop. After more than eight weeks, I was massaged that the repair was finished. Let’s hope the nightmare is over.