Posts Tagged ‘Air travel’

Bag Blues

January 8, 2014

With a lot of flyers suffering much greater inconveniences than I did, I suppose I should be grateful that a delayed bag is my greatest inconvenience.  The weather was cold, but clear in Richmond, Virgina Monday afternoon and it was colder but also clear in Atlanta, so I thought things should go smoothly.

The first clue that it wasn’t was when the my flight was a little late in landing.  People were getting off the plane at the time we should have been getting on.   That meant it would be a little late in taking off, which meant it would be a little late in landing in Atlanta, which meant I wouldn’t have as much time to connect with my flight to Columbus.

When we landed in Atlanta a little late, we had to sit and sit and sit waiting for our plane’s gate to become available.  “I know this is frustrating for you,”  said the Captain, “and it’s also frustrating for us.  I know some of you have connecting flights that you have to make.” Later, he came back on and asked people whose flight terminated in Atlanta or who had adequate time to make flight connects, to remain seated while those on a tight schedule deplaned.

I messaged my son Rick who lives in Cumming to let him know we had landed in Atlanta. He called me, and I told him I was getting concern about making my flight to Columbus.  After checking online, he said the Columbus was listed as being on time.  That meant my making the connection was looking doubtful, until he checked again and learn the Columbus flight would be delayed.   I have never a plane empty out as fast as that one did. Once off the plane, I walked as fast as I could to go from Concourse E to Concourse C.  Some people were actually running. With the help of the fast under- the- runways train I barely made it to the gate that was all the way at the end of Concourse C.  One positive is that I got in my two- mile daily walk. Well, it felt like two miles.

Once in the air the regional jet made the hundred mile flight to Columbus in about 20 minutes.  Then, the fun started.  I made the connecting flight, but guess what didn’t.  It has almost been 24 hours since we landed in Columbus, and I still  don’t have my bag.  I just went on-line and tracked my bag, and it appears it has arrived at Columbus Metropolitan Airport, and I should be getting it soon.  Soon, of course, is a relative term.


Cool Cruise – Part 3: You Have to Fly 500 MPH to Get to a Cruise Ship that Goes 25 Miles MPH

November 2, 2009

In my last post on our “Autumn leaves” cruise up the coast of New England and Canada, I said we would go to Portland, Maine next, and we will, in our next post, after a little side trip on the joys of getting to the ship which is about a thousand miles from where I live.

Flying to and from New York was mercifully not long.  On the flight to, I sat next to a woman with a baby boy in her arms and her other son, who was about five, in the middle seat. I thought, oh no, little kids are walking germ dispensers. (I did end up with a cold when I got back, but who knows where I got it.) Fortunately the kids were well behaved. The one in her lap was quite content because she hugged and kissed him just about all the way. The other kid was busy coloring most of the time.  I made a point of not talking to them because I figured I had best leave well enough alone. As we were landing, I did strike up a conversation, enough to learn that she was a native New Yorker who lived in Atlanta and was bringing her kids to visit relatives.  Mom and the kids got all excited when New York City, her home town, came into view,  with Mom pointing to the Statue of Liberty and other landmarks. “Look, there’s the Statue of Liberty,” she exclaimed to her two Atlanta boys. “See it?”  The five-year-old had a hard time zeroing in on it so I joined her in pointing it out.  He finally saw it.  They got almost as excited as I did. I’ve been to the Big Apple a few times before, but it had been a while.  NY from Delta lMG_0010_edited-1

Our Delta from Atlanta to New York was about 30 minutes late leaving, which made me anxious that we would literally miss the boat, the cruise ship Carnival Triumph. However, we got a tail wind and the pilot said he would notch up the plane’s speed to make up for lost time.  We arrived at LaGuardia five minutes early.

On the way back, I sat in a row with two ladies, one of whom should have paid for two seats, because she was that large.  Both middle arm rests had to be left down in order for her to slop over into the seat next to her. I was scrunched up for the entire flight. Such is life in the cheap seats.  

The bright side was the ride through downtown Manhattan to get to Pier 88 where the mega-ship Triumph was waiting.  I started singing the George M. Cohan classic show tune “Give My Regards to Broadway” when our bus crept down 42nd Street.  Remember the line ” tell all the gang on 42nd Street that I will be there?”  Everyone, all cruise bound like I, was enjoying the ride and in a good mood so nobody seemed to mind.  We even rode by Times Square where it looked like a million people were milling around. Intreped

Once we got to the docks, we got a brief glimpse of the aircraft carrier Intrepid floating museum, which is docked near the pier where the Triumph waited.  Maybe I’ll go back to see that some time. Meanwhile, I think I’ll go to Warner Robbins to see the Air Force Museum there first.  That’s only a hundred miles away, and I have never been there.

But I digress. I promise to do the Portland thing next.