This happened on Wed. but I’ve been a bit busy since then. So, enjoy the tale.
I had a late afternoon flight, so I was able to get some reading in before packing to return home. CavWife was going to drive me down to Albany. We had two options: the Envoy and the Cream Puff. It was a hot day. Amie’s mom assured her that the A/C in the Cream Puff was working on their trip into town that morning.
We put the kids down for naps and rest, had lunch and finally finished watching an episode of Waking the Dead. I loaded up the Cream Puff for the trip to Albany. The day was about to get strange.
The A/C worked intermittently, but mostly didn’t. It was one hot ride to Albany, for all the wrong reasons. I noticed the car was also running a little hot. Not dangerously so, but I mentioned it to CavWife so she could keep an eye on it. We also passed a few cars on the side of the road, including a Word of Life van. I was glad that I had not been similarly stranded in many a year. Thankfully we didn’t get stranded. But …
When we got to the airport, she wanted me to park in the garage so the car could cool down for her ride. I unloaded the bags and went to lock the doors since it didn’t have a fob. It was a ’93 after all. That was when I noticed the river of coolant coming from under the Cream Puff. That …. was …. not …. good. Since we were on the 4th floor of the garage, I figured there was no way a tow truck was getting up there. I figured that we could fill up the empty water bottles at the terminal and get enough water in there to safely get the car to the ground level. I then called AAA. Since we have AAA Plus, we could get a free tow to the garage her parents used in Warrensburg. When we got to the terminal, that A/C was oh so sweet.
After we checked my bags we got the call from the tow truck. Since my flight was slightly delayed, I figured I had enough time to get them on their way. So I went to meet the tow truck driver. His name was Chuck. We put the water in, and they drove off after assuring CavWife his truck had A/C, particularly since they might now get stuck in rush hour traffic.
I went down the the 2nd level to take the walk way over to the security before going to the gate. I gazed over to the ramp to see Chuck pushing the Cream Puff down the ramp.
There was a really long line for security, and the A/C seemed to disappear. I kept in contact with her via text. Seems like Chuck disappeared for awhile. When he returned, he told her he was not bringing her to Warrensburg. It was too far for him. Hmm, we told them where it was going so we weren’t sure why they sent him. But Chuck assured her all the tow trucks had A/C. He lied.
It was not long before the new truck arrived and they took the long, hot ride back to Warrensburg. After eating my McDonalds’ dinner, I boarded my flight armed with 2 drink coupons.
I got a seat in the mini row over the wing for a little extra room. I soon realized 2 things: the air coming through the vents was not cool and my light didn’t work. I had to read with my book held far to the left to get some light from the window. When they came around for drink service I ordered a rum & coke. When I went to get a drink coupon, she said “It’s hot, don’t worry about it.” So I got a comp drink for my trouble. But for food I only got peanuts. No pretzels? I felt mildly cheated.
We pulled into Midway and I waited for everyone to get off. 5 of us were staying on board to continue to Tucson. So I moved one row back to get the window seat that had no seat in front of it. Extra leg room, and a light to read by.
Then they made the announcement … they were switching plans on us. We had to go to another gate and just show them our ids and we would board after the pre-boards. I waited to see if the 2 backs to booster seats I gate checked would show up. This was to make CavWife’s life easier. They told me they would be moved with the rest of the baggage.
While waiting at the new gate some guy came up to me and gave me his free drink coupon due to an upgrade. It was only good for that day. Another free drink without using my coupons. It seemed to take forever for the people to get off the new plane. Some people apparently aren’t in a rush to do anything. I can’t wait to get off the flying tin cans.
When I finally got on I was able to get the save coveted seat I had just left on the first plane. The flight was uneventful aside from the fact that I discovered my iPod had turned on and was currently on song 35 of my entire collection. I just went with it and enjoyed some Adam Again when I took a break form my novel.
We made up some time and arrived at about 9:40 Tucson time. I again waited for the seat backs. Finally I was told they would be with the rest of the baggage. So I made my way to baggage. As usual, the bags were not there yet. Slowest baggage handling in the West, I tell you. I also noticed that people didn’t send one of their members into the fray to get the bags. They all stood there blocking the way for others. Interesting.
The seat backs arrived and I retrieved them. And waited. The crowd thinned out. And I waited. The bags stopped coming. My checked bags never appeared. I had to go through the fun process of filing a report. I was told the first flight from Chicago would arrive at 10:30 the next day.
The good thing was I didn’t have to unpack when I got home. My ride offered to bring to a store. But I had some deodorant at home. I didn’t have my medication, but that would not be a big deal for a few days. I needed to change toothbrushes anyway.
I decompressed to some TV and spent some time with the dog who missed me. Finally I went to bed, taking some melatonin in the hopes that I could sleep in and shift to MST. It was a lousy night’s sleep, but at least I was in my own bed with my own pillow.
When the airline finally called to let me know my bags arrived, I was told I have them delivered. Within a 4-6 hour window. That was not really helpful since I had place to go and people to see. But if I drove down to get my bag I’d get a $50 flight voucher. Since I was meeting an elder in town for lunch I was half way there anyway.
Interesting trip, filled with frustration and disappointment. But, despite the “hardships” I know things could have gone considerably worse. I guess the 2 free rum & cokes didn’t hurt. But you just never know what will happen on any given day.