Saturday, the airport, the flight, lost connection, etc....

After getting in at 3:30ish am Saturday morning we gotta wake up at least by 8am to be ready for a 9:15am pick up for the Napoli airport to get the heck out of dodge. All was going smooth and pretty in that aspect but my poor honey, OO8 was starting to get a little nervous because for the last few days the flight from Napoli to Paris has been late with the shortest late time being 30mins but that isn't kosher when your layover between the Napoli to Paris and the Paris to Atlanta flight is only an hour plus he isn't/wasn't too spiffy about leaving but I need my pooch and my own space again after 3weeks.
We get up, get ready, we were packed by Thursday night and completely by Saturday morning. We had our coffee, told folks bye or actually for real more like see you in a few months from now, lol. His mom walked us out, all waiting for DDQ which came wonderfully on time. His mom told me bye, uh no lady, ciao, lol. Now the funny thing is, everything gets packed in this little European car, all about to climb in but uh HELLO DDQ!! don't forget me, I gotta get in on your side cuz guess what, he was about to get in and forget about me. On our way to the airport, everything is fine and dandy, get out, get the baggage, kiss the cheeks and say our see you laters to DDQ who says he'll be visiting us in the US. Yeah right, seeing is beliving, love ya but mmm hmmmm, lol. Now the Napoli airport is a big crowded mess and I mean that for real. I ran over a few people with my luggage but hello don't just stand there when you see me or looking like a bump on a log but with my wonderful boyfriend who finally figured it out, we made it through alive. They added new check-in counters which even confused him because they added them since the last time he had been there which was Christmas but you can tell they are trying to make things bigger and better, good luck Napoli. Hopefully the next time we visit I won't have to run people over with my luggage or almost get ran over, lol.
We are all checked in so the wait begins. A little late boarding and then a little late leaving so guess what, we will be arriving in Paris at 3:55pm but guess what else, our Paris to Atlanta flight leaves the runway at 4pm. Guess where we will be staying the night, in Paris and OO8 is not at all happy and I mean not at all. He's a little piturbed the entire flight but not enough that I want to strangle him, you gotta love him. We make it on the ground and of course we missed the flight. We go up to the Air France Customer Service counter and he tells the lady our situation. My poor baby, he was so ready to be all in her shit but she was way too on top of it. She was calling a hotel to keep us, printing up our new boarding passes, & giving us the slip the hotel will need to comp our room and meals. Oh, did I mention she put us of course on the first thing smokin' out of Paris.
After standing around for what seemed forever and talking to some nice lady that said the Napoli airport was ridiculous (of course I giggled cuz she didn't know that OO8 is from there)our shuttle for the hotel came. We stayed at the Campenile<----I think that is how it is spelled, the hotel looked ok on the outside, nice in the lobby but the room was T-niny and I do mean that. I'm glad we love each other or it would have been hell. We slept and watched the Olympics most of the time but of course we did go down and have our complimentary dinner. It was a buffet but ok nonetheless. I'm sure if I was staying there I would have ordered from the menu because the buffet was just that, O-K. OO8 was a little pissed and of course doesn't like the French so he wasn't too happy but I was too damn hungry to care. I mean I cared but baby I was going to get my grub on, besides when I was as hungry as I was, you eat almost anything but somethings I just had to say no to, lol.