Got stuck when easyJet cancelled our flights home.
Prior to it happening to me I'd always thought "oh, what a shame, those poor princesses who get extra holiday days" ... NO
The initial cancellation was bad enough - checked our bags in, got informed there would be a delay shortly after, delay was initially two hours, then four, then TEN ... no way of contacting easyJet, sitting in the hinterland past security, eventually we all got a text to say no flight at all, airport staff herded us to checkout our bags, another two hour wait, this was already twelve full hours since we'd checked in, airport staff put us on coaches to various places at 2am, still unable to contact easyJet.
Got to hotel and it's an armpit, no other way to describe it. Built in some kind of post industrial hinterland that never happened, on a dual carriageway surrounded by decaying half finished concrete buildings, you couldn't walk anywhere as no paths, no shops, fleas jumping off the carpet, dirty beds, getting automated messages from easyJet to book an alternative flight, go onto the app and each flight that seemed to be available, clicked through various screens and permutations, only to get a message that it was full. This took another three hours.
Slept a little, next morning went for "breakfast" which was actually mouldy food, spent another four hours on easyJet app, also ringing them but obviously no answer ... It really was not like a continuation of the holiday at all.
In the end we paid a couple of thousand for flights with a premium carrier from an airport across country as we were so desperate to get home and having spoken to insurance we were covered.
But honestly that feeling of being cut adrift was awful.