Claiming Hotel Nights When Flights Melt Down, The Rule Most Travelers Skip
A departures board clicks from green to red. The gate agent’s smile fades. Somewhere between a thunderstorm over Frankfurt and a broken pump in Madrid, your last flight of the day vanishes. Families coil around wall sockets. Trolleys become pillows. A security guard points at chairs. Then a small, plain thing happens at Desk B …











