Ok, are you guys enjoying these frequent blog posts?? This is what happens when one is delayed in airports all day long and starts drinking beer. It's your fault, really, for not updating your own blogs and giving Mama something to read.
So I'm sitting on an airplane, at 4:21 PM, in Dallas. TEX-ASS.
I was supposed to depart Dallas at 1:35 on a direct to Honolulu. But since my flight from Lubbock was delayed, I RAN from terminal to terminal to try to catch my Honolulu flight, figuring it must be late because every other American flight I've taken on this trip has been... But wouldn't you know it? THAT *ONE* was on time. They closed the doors 2 minutes before I arrived. Damn. I wish I were a faster runner.
So after I shed some very real tears of frustration, I went back to the ticketing agent to be re-routed. I pleaded my case for a first class seat but the ticket agent had none of that. She re-booked my direct flight for one that connects through LA. I had 3 hours to waste. I hit the bar. Its 5:00 somewhere.
Feeling somewhat cured by the beer, I made my way to my gate just in time to board my flight to LA. Now I'm snuggled like a sardine in my little seat in the back of the plane waiting for lightning storms to pass before we can take off. So what are the chances of my making it to Honolulu tonight? Based on how this trip has gone so far, slim to none. Cat, send me your phone # bc if I'm stuck in LA tonight I'm staying with you.
And some folks from Hawaii just signed up for IM TEX-ASS next May and are trying to recruit other suckers via Facebook. Ha! Fat chance.