Last weekend was a seriously fun but seriously long weekend filled with planes, trains, and automobiles. In this blog I will share my adventure.
Planes: We began our adventure by arriving at the airport in Reno Nevada ninety minutes ahead of boarding as a good passenger should, only to find that our flight had been delayed by two hours. Two hours! I suppose that in the grand scheme of things two hours is not all that much. We were scheduled to arrive in Saint Louis at around six p.m. We planned to rent a car and drive down to Jackson, hopefully arriving in time for a late dinner. Of course when your plane takes off two hours late it arrives two hours late, which meant we missed our connection. This resulted in our needing to be rebooked, so instead of a short layover in Salt Lake, we ended up hanging out in the Salt Lake airport for over five hours.
Oh and here is another fun fact. When we landed in Salt Lake the wheels touched down for just a second and then the plane accelerated and went back up into the air. On no this could not be good. Not good at all. I was seriously envisioning damaged landing gear and emergency landings when the pilot finally came on and made some sort of statement about being assigned a different runway and we’d need to circle for a bit. Not fun!
After we were safely on the ground I decided that I can be adaptable in spite of the fact that we’d missed our connection. My husband called ahead to the hotel and let them know that we were going to be late but still planned to show so please don’t give our room away, and then we decided to tour the airport before having a ridiculously expensive hamburger for dinner. We waited around some more, went for another walk, and finally around 8:30 we were booked on a connecting flight. We landed at around 12:30 a.m. and called ahead to the hotel to reassure them that we still planned to arrive that night and please don’t give away our room. Which brings us around to automobiles.
Automobiles: By the time we reached Saint Louis and got our luggage it was after one o’clock in the morning. As we climbed onto the shuttle to the rental car place I stupidly said in a glass half full moment of insanity that at least there wouldn’t be a line at the rental car place since it was literally the middle of the night. I was wrong. And we are not talking a short line – there must have been 30 people in line with one clerk. Long story short we were at Avis for almost an hour and a half. By this time it is three o’clock in the morning. We decided we were too tired to make the two hour drive to Jackson so we called the hotel to inform a very sleepy clerk that, in spite of our previous assurances, we were not going to make it that night, but we would, we promised be there the following day. We got a room at a motel next to the rental car place and slept for a few hours before continuing on to Jackson.
Trains: Although the flight to Jackson was grueling it was totally worth it. The train was awesome and it was so fun to meet so many of you all in person. I had such a good time and am super excited to be part of next years train as well.
Which brings us back to Planes. On the way home, after several days of fun, fun, fun, we arrived at the airport where our plane was on time and we did not have to wait. Shortly after boarding the pilot comes on and makes an announcement. He starts off with “I have good news and I have bad news.” Trust me this is not something you want to have your pilot say minutes before taking off. The good news was that the plane was expected to arrive ten minutes ahead of schedule, so yay. The bad news was there were storms across the nation so we could expect a bumpy ride for pretty much the entire 3 hours. Oh joy. So I settle in with a glass of wine and hoped for the best. It was bumpy but not as bad as the pilot made it sound.
We arrived on time and made our connection for the second hopefully less bumpy leg of our flight. We boarded early and settled into our seats which were in row 1. We could see and hear everything going on in the front and noticed that the flight attendants were discussing the fact that there were all these parts left on the counter in the galley. Parts? They took turns trying to get through to maintenance while the others continued to get everyone settled. Every now and then they’d meet up to discuss the situation and I could tell that they weren’t getting through to whomever they needed to get through to.
Finally a guy came on board who had an official looking vest. I began to relax. When asked about the parts that were just laying there, he answered that he had no idea what these extra parts were for and left. I watched in horror as they closed the door and the crew prepared for take off. Are you kidding me? We are on a plane which plans to cruise at 30,000 feet and there are spare parts on the counter and so far not a single person seemed to know what they went to or why they were there! I wanted to point out that waiting a few more minutes for maintenance wouldn’t be the worst idea but the flight attendants didn’t seem overly concerned so maybe spare parts are a regular thing? I’m sure a plane has a lot of parts and everyone knows that when you take something apart it is hard to remember where everything went. Right?
Anyway, we made it home without incident and I am gearing up for next years train. I hope you can join me. Here is a link to check it out. http://twodamesandatrain.blogspot.com/
Comment below and let me know if you’ve had any fun travel adventures. I will pick one comment to receive a $15 Amazon gift card.