8/27/2009

More Travel Craziness...

Those of you who keep up with what goes on in my crazy life by reading the blog regularly have probably come to expect that, anytime I go anywhere that requires air travel, chaos ensues. I mean, just look at my posts about my trips home for Christmas (here, here, and here). So, of course, since I took to the air again two weeks ago, things went a little nuts. (I briefly mentioned this in a post from yesterday.) Here's the highlights...

Flight #1: Before the flight even begins to speed up for take off, my oxygen mask falls down from the ceiling. Now, it wasn't all of the masks. Just mine. Of course, since I was asleep at the time, I was startled and jumped a little. The guy in front of me just calmly reached back and pushed it up. Halfway through the flight (to Houston), the flight attendant came back to my seat and said, "Was that your oxygen mask that fell down?" Yes. Yes it was. Thanks for making sure nothing was wrong before we were in the air...

Flight #2: At some point during this flight, the flight attendant came over the intercom and asked if anyone on the plane had any medical experience. Turns out, a guy a few rows behind me was fainting in his seat or something. They kept dabbing his head with a wet cough. I'm pretty sure him fainting didn't have anything to do with how bad the movie they were showing was. Although, it was My Life in Ruins. So who knows...

Flight #3: This one's kind of my fault. Now, I will say ahead of time that the Phoenix airport is one of the most terribly laid out and run airports I've ever been in. When I got off the plain in Phoenix, I noticed that my next ticket didn't have a gate assignment on it. So I quickly found a group of monitors with arrivals/departures on them. After scanning the list, I found Orange County and began to make my way toward my gate. Here's where the problems start: Iin Phoenix, when moving between terminals, you have to exit the airport to the road, get on a bus, go to one of the other 3 terminals, re-enter, and go through security all over again. Blech.

Once inside, I found what I thought was my gate. I sat down and began enjoying some free wi-fi. After a 30-45 minute wait, my flight began boarding. I waited in line and made my way to the front where I handed the gate agent my ticket. "Umm... Sir, this is a Continental ticket." "Yes it is," I said. "But this is a Southwest flight" "Yeah, well umm, they said I was on a different airline for the last leg of my trip." "You need to go see the ticket agent to get a boarding pass."

So I make my way to the ticketing agent. I hand him my ticket and ask for a boarding pass. He says, "Are you sure you're supposed to be on this flight?" "No," I say, "I just know that I'm on a different airline for the last part of my trip. "Do you think that maybe you could be on U.S. Air? I mean, the first two letters in your flight number are 'US'." "That could be possible," I say. "Could you tell me how to get there?"

So, after running across a bridge in the airport (that went over a freeway outside), I found another group of monitors. Turns out I had not only been at the wrong gate, but in the wrong part of the airport. So I began to run to another concourse. I had to cross three or four moving sidewalks to find my gate (I estimate this distance to be about 3/4 of a mile). Once I got to my destination, I found that my flight was in the middle of boarding. Barely made it...

Flights #4 & 5: Nothing eventful...

Flight #6: Well, I guess in the grand scheme of things getting delayed two hours isn't that big of a deal. But when you're on the tail end of a crazy trip, it is a pretty big bummer...

So there you go, one more crazy air travel story from yours truly. Here's hoping that, one day, all will go smoothly on at least one leg of one journey...

1 comment:

Terrace Crawford said...

I laughed reading this post (especially about the part when your oxygen mask fell down).

I laugh also because this is my life. Things like this tend to happen to me. Years ago someone actually said to me, "Terrace, I honestly think a black cloud hovers over you." [ha]

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