On Traveling Home

So I left Wednesday afternoon to fly home to Ohio. I had one connection in Atlanta. The first flight is a red eye and around 9 hours long. I get to my seat only to realize that I am in the aisle seat. Not a big deal, but I had requested window. It’s a bulkhead seat at an emergency exit. So I had all the leg room Shaq could ask for. The man in the seat next to me (the one I wanted) found out his seat doesn’t recline. It should, but it’s broken. Ha! I got a seat that DID recline. He changed seats and someone else sat there. She didn’t care about it not reclining, she just wanted to get home to her daughter.

Now I have a hard time sleeping on planes, so I just watched three movies the flight to Atlanta. None of them were all that great. In fact, one just sucked. Oh well. It was entertainment. We got served dinner about an hour into the flight. I had a very yummy chicken breast with green beans, a salad, a roll, and a cookies and cream brownie. The brownie was like Heaven on Earth. It was amazing. It was moist and chocolaty and everything! I almost asked if they had any extras cause I would be willing to take a few off their hands. About an hour left in our flight, we got breakfast. Nothing too special. Some yogurt, pears, and a granola bar.

Once in Atlanta, I grabbed some real breakfast (an egg mcmuffin) and some Starbucks tea. I sat down at my gate (which was 4 concourses away from where the plane landed) and ate. I then got up to go wash my face and brush my teeth. When I get back to my gate, I find out that my plane is going to be at a different gate. One concourse away. At this point, I already walked a mile. I walked to my new gate to find that it had been changed again. In the original concourse, just two gates over. Seriously? I walk back there and see that my flight isn’t on the screen. I ask the Delta personnel that was there where my flight was leaving from. Back in the other concourse I was just in. Oh goodness. So I walk BACK there and sure enough, there’s my flight on the board. Good thing this flight was going to be a first class flight.

I get on the plane and am enjoying the bottle of water you get for flying first class. First class fills up and pretty soon, I see a lady walking down the aisle with a flight attendant. The flight attendant asks a passenger a few rows back to see his ticket since he was in the lady’s seat. Sure enough, they had both been given the same seat assignment. The flight attendant decides to solve this by turning to the lady and saying, “he should just sit there since he’s black”. I couldn’t believe it! If I had been that lady I would have been upset! But what can you say to that? So the lady had to sit in coach since first class was full. Can you imagine paying for a first class ticket and having to sit coach?

But I got a Twix bar, so it wasn’t a horrible flight. Haha.


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