Hola!!! I'm sitting on our balconey with a cup of Earl Grey, looking at the lights of the Mayan Riviera on the horizon. STUNNING!
We left the house at 2 am because the roads are still questionable in some places. Our travel agent told us to be AT LEAST 2 hours early getting to the airport. We get there at 3:15. And wait. And wait. Finally, at 5 am, someone shows up at the check in counter. The rudest old broad I've come across in a long time...but that's another story. Our flight is at 6:15. Or is it? At 6 am we are informed that they are waiting for a crew and we won't board until 6:45. I'm starting to get angry at this point. It hasn't been the most stellar of mornings. We do indeed board at 6:45 and we are the second people on board because they let those with young children board first. At least SOMETHING WENT OUR WAY.
We now have instead of a 65 minute layover in Houston...a 35 minute layover. Oh wait! Let's de-ice the plane for 20 minutes!! We got to Houston as our connecting flight was scheduled to leave. We literally ran full bore through the airport. Did I mention that I have shin splints and a very crabby 4 year old? We barely make it and are the last ones on the plane. We walk to our seats, only to find them taken by the couple who sat behind us on the flight from Cincy. She looks at me and says, "Get over it. Be glad you made it and go find another place to sit." At this point, I realize why fire arms are not allowed on airplanes. I wanted to put a cap in her ***. Somehow I managed to not make an *** of myself by cussing this sweet child of God out in front of the entire assembly. I walk to the back of the plane and there are no seats together. There is NO WAY my baby is flying with strangers. I tell the flight attendant what happened and she removes the offenders. However, this sweet child of God looks at me and says, "I can't believe you're kicking us out of our seats after we held the plane for you." NO, I'M KICKING YOU OUT OF OUR SEATS!!!! At this point, I'm in serious need of a drink.
The rest of the day has gone wonderfully! Gracie is quite the intrepid little traveler. She charms everyone she meets and is quite the attention magnet. It's been a LONG DAY!!!!
Oh, I forgot. DON'T FLY CONTINENTAL!!!! As soon as we get back home, we're letting our travel agent know how awful this has been.
4 Comments:
Glad you made it intact! Now relax, make memories to last a lifetime.
Glad you made it safe. Sorry you had such trouble with Continental. I've flown them twice and had great service. As for the "offender," well...that's all I'll say.
Wish you guys could spend a day or two in Houston on your way home. I'm two hours East of there!
That would be great!! Maybe next time we can plan better.
I know all airlines have issues, I think I've just had such great service with Delta that I'm more judgemental. I'm still amazed (and thankful) that I was able to keep my mouth shut when that happened. Talk about ruining your witness!! Mine would've been in tatters!
Omigosh. I hate flying sometimes. I got kicked out of my seat because some guy didn't have the foresight to book tickets four tickets together for his family. The stewardess asked me if I would move, and I said, "OK, as long as a get an aisle seat and my stuff goes with me." I mean, who the heck knows where I'd end up and what would become of my belongings? So, the stewardess goes around saying, *I* have to me and *I* need an aisle seat, and who would gives theirs up? I'm thinking, dude, I already gave up *MY* aisle seat, which I booked ONLINE, and now I look like a jerk. Well, finally someone did, and he seemed to think I was a very fussy girl. At that point, I was feeling pretty fussy. I need an aisle seat, especially when I'm flying alone or I feel all claustrophobic, which can cause me to panic. Did they all want me to PANIC on the plane? I think not. Ain't travel fun?
I bet you're out and about just having a grand ol' time and have forgotten about the unpleasantness of the plane ride.
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