Horrible travel day yesterday. I fucking hate Dallas. I bet if you word scraped this blog for "hate" and "DFW" you'd get a million hits. Once again the gods of Texas screwed with me. My morning started out okay. I left the house around 4:30, got to the airport at 5, and boarded my first flight with no problems. I had confirmed upgrades on both of my flights which reduced some of my stress. I landed in Dallas around 1 and had to skedaddle over from C to B terminals to make my 2:30 connection. As I was getting over there, I got a bloop on my phone that my flight was cancelled. Not even delayed, just straight up gone.
Got to the Admiral's Club and there was a 4:25 or a 6:40. I could have standby on the 4:25 or confirmed 1st on the later. I took the later. Smart move it turned out as the 4:25 got cancelled too. I had a confirmed seat at least on the 6:40. Yeah, except that one kept getting delayed. We didn't get out of DFW until 8:45. Luckily it was a short flight, but I didn't hit the ground until almost 10. Then I had to get my rental car and try and find the hotel. I am at an airport hotel so that at least was a minor issue. I rolled into the hotel a little after 10.
But I still had to iron, unpack, etc. And since the connecting flight was so short, they didn't feed us. Just brought around the snack basket. No real food at all. Nor did I have time to go anywhere and get something to drink for this morning. I am starting the day off Rockstar free and it's killing me. I finally got into bed after 11pm. Now it's 4:15 and I need more sleep.
I am going to leave early this morning because I don't know where I am, need to find a rockstar, and don't want to scramble in traffic.
What a lovely trip so far.
No comments:
Post a Comment