Original Plan: Atlanta to Chicago to San Francisco to Sydney, Australia.
So, they rebook our flight from Atlanta to Houston instead of through Chicago because Chi-town was having terrible weather delays. Only to have the flight in Houston get delayed enough that we might miss the connection anyway. After waiting about an hour, we get to chat with this nice lady in Houston, she says nothing she could do……..she also says, we should take delayed flight to San Fran and hope that there is enough late folks that they will hold the plane for us and we still make the flight to Sydney. We show up in San Fran to no one…They did not wait. Nice lady in San Fran gets us hotels because only next flight to Sydney is at 10 pm tomorrow night. Well, actually, Only 1 person will be able to fly tomorrow night. 4 of us will have to leave at 3 pm to fly from San Fran to LA then after 4 hours in LA, we can catch a flight from LA to Sydney. Now that we have that figured out, she sends us to get our luggage/equipment that we checked in because it will not be able to transfer without us rechecking it. As we go to get our luggage we find out that no one can get to it tonight because it is locked away and it is like 2 am. We must get it tomorrow and deal with it then. So we go outside to catch the shuttle only to find out there is no shuttle running at this time. We need to get a Taxi. Upon finding out this is going to be $70 we inquire the airline about the situation. They pay for us to get a shuttle….thankfully about 40 min later we are heading to the Hotel. We finally show up to the hotel after first getting dropped off at the wrong hotel, unloading our stuff running in and running out in time to catch the shuttle before he took off without us. FINALLY got to the RIGHT hotel and finally off to bed. I go up the elevator head to my room and find out the key doesn’t work. So, complete with all of my bags that I took on the flight and the stack of paperwork that we have acquired, I go back down the elevator, they hand over a new key and give me a brief lesson on how hotel keys work. I thank them and inform them of my vast knowledge and history with hotels and hotel keys. I head back up the elevator only to come right back down again when my key fails yet again. As they hand me a totally different key to a totally different room, they have the idea of sending the night security dude with me incase it doesn’t work again…..He will be able to just let me in if it fails to work yet another time. This is very nice of them until I realized we were going to be waiting about 10-15 more minutes on this fellow. From time to time I would just suggest me going up and trying the key, just incase it accidentally WORKED, then I could jump in bed that much sooner but they always replied “He is right here, right here” Finally, he showed up, I went up the elevator the key worked I got into bed and decided to type this little adventure out for your viewing pleasure. Now that it is like 7:30 am (eastern time) I am going to check out what shenanigans Walter White and Jesse Pinkman are going to find themselves in and then, it is off to sleep.
“Life’s a Gas” -T. Rex (Marc Bolan)
Josh Scogin
