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ure my stomach was full before I had to figure out how to get comfortable on the most uncomfortable waiting-room chairs, all night.To my surprise, I had to walk across the entire airport so I could find the gate for my next flight. Once I arrived, I tried to locate the places I had to go through before I could sit down and relax.I was so excited to grab a chair at some Asian food restaurant and enjoy a big warm meal after spending 4 hours staring at grey thick clouds through my window, but guess what? No restaurants open on this side of the airport, and the places they did have, were closed early thanks to the pandemic.Forced to use the dreadful vending machines — which we all know they rarely take the first bill you try to use in them, or at least it takes the first 10 trials for it to have some pity and accept your money— I was able to get a $4 dunking-donuts sugary and freezing-cold coffee with some dry chips I could buy with a few cents I had left.And I will admit how ready I was to risk$ 50 just to get something better, but no one would want to deal with me at midnight asking them to open the vending machine just to get my change back.So I gave up and tried to make those chips and terrible coffee last for a few hours.About two hours later, a lady who had been on my previous flight with me was also waiting for a few chairs away for a flight to my same destination but at a different hour. She started to have a conversation with me about her children a

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nd whatnot (which was incredibly enjoyable) until she then commented about how she had a lot of cash with her, but no credit cards or debit at all.I remember laughing and telling her I was in the same situation but only with a few bucks.It was around two in the morning when we had the brilliant idea to use UberEats, the famous delivery app that I had never used in my life since I was used to going to the restaurant myself and enjoying the drive.Then we found out we couldn’t use cash.Cecilia, which was the name of this charming woman who made my life a bit more bearable during my 10-hour wait at the airport, with her 2 children and myself, were extremely hungry and desperate.With no other option, I decided to call and wake up my father in a rush asking if I could lend his credit card so I could ease our rumbling stomachs and order some fast food to at least be able to deal with the wait until the morning.Thankfully, it all worked out and we had our little dinner party surrounded by empty chairs in a waiting room and the concierge walking by every few minutes.I do tell myself that money is still money, no matter in what form you have it, be it hundreds of dozens of pennies, in your bank account or Bitcoin, or lots of cash under your mattress.Yet I did learn the reality we live in today, lays on swiping your credit or debit card on a machine, and not counting valuable green paper with your thumb anymore.</article></body>

My Experience Carrying Cash-Only For A 24-Hour Trip

Lesson learned though apparently insignificant issues.

I don’t know about you, but I truly hate cash. I like having money though, who doesn’t? but having a bunch of paper bulging my wallet and having to be careful not to drop it and say goodbye to it forever is one of the most infuriating things to me.

Call me exaggerated or annoying, but that’s just how it is.

In a modern world where technology is incessantly evolving and quickly approaching to replace tradition, we are rapidly disposing of cash, turning into an almost obsolete form of a “tool”, if not completely useless in certain situations.

I had the eye-opening and incredibly annoying experience of being stuck with a few bucks, enough to survive at the airport until the next day, but no funds in my debit card thanks to unexpected travel expenses, two days before my trip.

Now, I had arrived at my destination where I would catch my next flight, hoping I could go to a restaurant and stay there for a bit making sure my stomach was full before I had to figure out how to get comfortable on the most uncomfortable waiting-room chairs, all night.

To my surprise, I had to walk across the entire airport so I could find the gate for my next flight. Once I arrived, I tried to locate the places I had to go through before I could sit down and relax.

I was so excited to grab a chair at some Asian food restaurant and enjoy a big warm meal after spending 4 hours staring at grey thick clouds through my window, but guess what? No restaurants open on this side of the airport, and the places they did have, were closed early thanks to the pandemic.

Forced to use the dreadful vending machines — which we all know they rarely take the first bill you try to use in them, or at least it takes the first 10 trials for it to have some pity and accept your money— I was able to get a $4 dunking-donuts sugary and freezing-cold coffee with some dry chips I could buy with a few cents I had left.

And I will admit how ready I was to risk $50 just to get something better, but no one would want to deal with me at midnight asking them to open the vending machine just to get my change back.

So I gave up and tried to make those chips and terrible coffee last for a few hours.

About two hours later, a lady who had been on my previous flight with me was also waiting for a few chairs away for a flight to my same destination but at a different hour. She started to have a conversation with me about her children and whatnot (which was incredibly enjoyable) until she then commented about how she had a lot of cash with her, but no credit cards or debit at all.

I remember laughing and telling her I was in the same situation but only with a few bucks.

It was around two in the morning when we had the brilliant idea to use UberEats, the famous delivery app that I had never used in my life since I was used to going to the restaurant myself and enjoying the drive.

Then we found out we couldn’t use cash.

Cecilia, which was the name of this charming woman who made my life a bit more bearable during my 10-hour wait at the airport, with her 2 children and myself, were extremely hungry and desperate.

With no other option, I decided to call and wake up my father in a rush asking if I could lend his credit card so I could ease our rumbling stomachs and order some fast food to at least be able to deal with the wait until the morning.

Thankfully, it all worked out and we had our little dinner party surrounded by empty chairs in a waiting room and the concierge walking by every few minutes.

I do tell myself that money is still money, no matter in what form you have it, be it hundreds of dozens of pennies, in your bank account or Bitcoin, or lots of cash under your mattress.

Yet I did learn the reality we live in today, lays on swiping your credit or debit card on a machine, and not counting valuable green paper with your thumb anymore.