Hi everyone!!
I need to get caught up on the threads.... I've missed several days---and you know what that can do to a girl!
I'm back from my meeting in Orlando.... was a good meeting, lots of work, but good. Never left the hotel area so I could have been in Topeka for all I saw of Orlando, I guess .. but... I did find a nice block of time one afternoon to take for myself and I just went outside and sat at the pool.
I know how dangerous the sun can be... but man, I do love to be in the sun and I do love a tan
and... for a redhead, I tan pretty well.
Still fighting this darn cold... rumbly chest and plugged up ears. yuck.
BUT... here's my tragic tail of woe...
the travel day from ****.... I have to tell you this comedy of errors that was the frustration of my world on the way back. It's ok -- you can laugh.... because, in the end... that was the only option I had, too....
the first thing..... I checked out of the hotel, but didn't want to leave for the airport right away because I didn't want to sit there so long (my flight was scheduled to leave at 5:25). THe good part was that the hotel somehow had me as a "priority club" guest (no idea how---I never signed up for it) so I didn't have to check out until 2pm instead of 11am.
I ended up leaving around 3, got to the airport.... checked my luggage... and when did airlines stop just taking your luggage and putting it on the conveyor belt? I had to take it about 50 yards from there.. wierd. And I thought "sheesh--I've already checked it.... they have no idea that I'm not putting a bomb in here NOW..." ok... back to story...
I go outside to sit and relax since my flight isn't for a couple hours. At about an hour left, I go in. Security has more people in line that a ride at DIsney! ARRG! but I go in... and, as always try to have everything ready. Laptop out. jewelry off. etc etc... anything to save time once you get to the end. Of course the people in front of me took forever... but... finally made it.
I hadn't eaten lunch... and my flight didn't get in until 9:17 and I still had an hour to drive after that so I resorted to Fast FOod. Ack. To make it worse, you'd think they had to grind the meat themselves it took so long. SO my the time I get to the gate, I was cutting it close. Little did I know.... the flight was delayed.... ha. then I realized that I only had about 35 minutes on my layover as it was... too late and I wouldn't make my connecting flight.
So I ask... and was told "connecting flights should be ok...except for Indianapolis. wellll ... guess where I was going?" ha.
So...... since the update was my plane was going to be not leave until at least 6:15 .. they worked to find me another flight--it was scheduled to leave at 5:55 AND my connecting flight was going to be a bit delayed, SO... I should make it.
The catch was it was in 2 different concourses... so I'd have to hustle. ha.
So I get on my new plane. no prob. Of course I no longer have my window seat... I'm in the MIDDLE which I hate. but at least I'm on.
BIG HA. 5:55 comes. 5:55 goes. AN announcement " we're going to be delayed as we have no pilots yet" they aren't even AT THE FREAKIN AIRPORT. oh my.
SO.... there we sat. and sat. and sat. The plan I was SUPPOSED to be on left LONG before my "new, earlier" flight did. I was so stressed. I just wanted to get home. I kept counting the minutes thinking maybe I can still make it.. maybe..if the next flkight is delayed more.
then as we get close to Atlanta... the pilot says "Atlanta has a lot of traffic, so we've been asked to slow down". niiiiiice. perrrrrfect. HA.
we finally land. takes forever to get to gate. finally... exiting the plane. I swear it felt like everyone took sooo long. The rows in front of me started to get out and a man says "go ahead" to one lady.. she started then stopped and said "no, you go ahead"... and everyone got jumbled up and NO ONE was going.... I had SO much bottled up frustration that I finally burst out, after the fourth "no really -- go ahead" with "WELL SOMEONE go ahead please because I HAVE TO and this is KILLING me!!!!" I tried to laugh to make it seem like I was joking but COME ON PEOPLE
SO......... off the plane. CROWDS all over. can't get to desk to ask about status or location of connecting flight. Saw employee in crowd answering questions. I ran to her...asked about my flight. She calls. "It's getting ready to leave now, you have 15 minutes. But it's in concourse C which is all the way down this concourse, down the escalator, through the tunnel and up the next escalator" (and we are now at the far end of a totally different concourse.) GREAT. I asked if they could hold it. No deal. SO... wanted to argue... no time. I ran.
ME.. I ran. I jumped over luggage.
I walked fast. I ran. I wanted to get home! I move through crowds like they weren't there. I was winding through mobs of people, over little kids, past old ladies LOL.... got to end of concourse. Turned to go down escalator -- PACKED! I ran down steps, said "excuse me" about 18 times as I nudged my way through the crowds. jumped the last couple of steps---great! there's a tram!! oh noooo!!! The tram is pulling out. I stood there in disbelief... for about 7 seconds wondering if it's faster to walk the whole way through the tunnel or wait for the tram. I run.
Good news... there was a people mover! I can make double time! yeah!!!
get close. OH NOOOOOOOOO! People mover NOT MOVING!!! of course.
I run some more. (OK.. walk fast...run a little... walk fast... ) I'm of course out of breath from running.. my lungs are also burning because of my horrible chest cold. fun!
Another people mover (this is a long tunnel!) .. yeah!! it's moving!!
Getting close to the end of the tunnel. Escalator up. SOOO crowded. of course. No moving THESE people. I bounce with pent up anxiety.. but look ahead to the directional signs indicating concourse C.
My gate is C3. I see the sign that says "C1 - C20 --->" and think GREAT! I'm only at 3---it's close.
Get to top of escaltor and run! OH NOOOOOOOOO!!! the close gates are 19 and 20!!!! I have to go ALL THE WAY TO THE END!!!! My heart, if it wasn't pounding so fast, would have fallen out my toes. But I kept going.
Soon I can see the gate. YEAH!!! I get close. The door is open!!! I MAKE IT! YEAH (ok---pause for your clapping....)
OK... not over. I get on. seat is 14F. Yup. .. someone sitting there.
I figure... no worries... I'll just hang out in empty row 12 --- if no one is here, I'll stay here and not make them move.
Not so much. people after me--yup--entire row 12.
So I go to 14. "I'm in 14 F" I say. "No, I am" he says. Turns out.. we BOTH have a confirmed printed ticket for 14 F.
GREAT. SO.. I say "you stay there... I'll ask attendant. Of course, this flight is SO late, everyone is antsy... now they are all looking at me and the other last 2 people who ALSO were double booked (they were on my first flight too-- side note: I beat them! heh heh)
so attendant checks ... none of you are on the manifest". GREAT. I don't care. I'll sit in the bathroom if I have to. THere is no way after what I just went through I'm getting off this plane.
Attendant: "follow me to the back...let's see what we have".. we do. two more people there who are double booked. GREAT.
We all stand there like fools.... then she says "just go ahead and take any seat". there are two together so I say to the couple from my flight "you two go ahead .. that way you can sit together"... the two in the back already take the last two back there. Hmm... I see nothing. Attendant comes back. "go ahead and sit anywhere" she says. I say "ok---if you can find me a seat, I'll sit anywhere.. but I don't see a seat".
She looks around.. hmmm.... "let's look up front". I think "SCORE!!! I think there was something in business class.. I get to sit in the big seats!" We walk all the way up.... by now EVERYONE is looking at me... I'm the only hold up. GREAT.
get to first class. OH NOOOO..... nuthin'. By now I'm getting synmpathy looks from some... probably glares from
others.
Attendants talking "who was last on? They'll have to go" --- that's right. THey had taken some standbys... so.. they had to ask the last one to leave the plane!. I felt awful. She had to get her luggage out of the bins... and leave so I could take her seat. ACK. But I sat.
It was a horrible flight becasue my ears were so plugged from my cold--I've never been in such pain on a flight. BUT I GOT TO INDY!! yeah!
yup. I did. My luggage did not. Again. SIGH......
Had to wait until the last bag was there.... still not mine. Filled out a report. Went to long term parking. Drove the hour home. I WAS HOME!!!!!! 1:00 am. but I was home. In bed at 2 am and at work at 7:45am.
So...... while I do love to travel.... I'm so happy to NOT have to for a while I can't even TELL you how happy I am. I haven't been in my own home on a weekend for the last 6 weekends.
SO--- sorry for such an incredibly long post all about ME lol but I HAD to share this story!!!
I'll catch up on posts--need to check in on how you're all doing!-- I promise to be a little less self focused in my next post.
Hope you are all well. And remember.... if you need a laugh... just picture ME ... running through the airport -- dodging children -- jumping over rolling bags --- nudging past families and little old ladies. --- every pound of me!!!
Good night all!
Mel