I love that movie D8

Anyway that has nothing to do with what I'm going to complain about.

Ok, so me and my parents just came home to Iceland a little over a week ago. We took a couch from the airport that was meant to bring us to the hotel we were going to stay at. Then the couch driver stopped outside some building, said that he didn't have enough fuel to get to hotel (D8 how is that possible?) and taking a taxi was the best option. So we waited for a taxi. . .

We waited for one for about have an hour and when we finally get one, the driver decides to drive us around the whole of Iceland. (Maybe not but the drive was about an two HOURS) When we get to the hotel it's like really late, And then nothing wrong went from there.

But in the morning, my dad woke up at 6 AM to get himself a coffee (his daily habit) but the hotel restaurant/bar/coffee shop was closed so he was adviced to go to the coffee shop behind the Hotel and across the street. 

Alright.

When dad got behind the hotel he noticed the back of the hotel looked terribly familiar, (more like excatly like the building that the couch stopped at) and of course, the taxi and couch that we took were there. 

So basically, the couch stopped behind the hotel, lied to us about having no fuel, we took a taxi, paid alot for sightseeing the country we lived in  AND this world is so messed UP

 Now I feel better..