Yesterday was the longest day in the airport - ever. My trip to Europe ain't got nothing on this one. Our flight was scheduled to leave Orange County around 8ish in the morning, so we got there an hour and a half early and made it through security without any problems. We decided to carry-on all of our bags since it was a short trip and our luggage load was small.
15 minutes after we were supposed to board we got an announcement that our plane hadn't even left LAX yet. Sad. That meant we had to wait 45 minutes before we could board meaning we would miss our connecting flight to SFO. Bummer.
Next flight out of SFO to Boise wasn't until 8pm and that wasn't going to work. The travel reception lady said that she could fly us into Denver and we could get out of Boise no later than 6pm, but there was a small chance we could catch a flight earlier because they had one going out at 3 something.
Great! We booked it and didn't fly out for another two hours.
Boarding started but we were in seating area 4 because of all the last minute changes. We started to board the plane and the lady let us know we had to check our bags because there wasn't any room in the overhead bins. This wasn't the ale-cart checking, it was the under the plane checking. Arg. Fine, whatever, checked the bags and got on the plane.
While in route to Denver the pilot came across the speaker letting us know that there were several micro-bursts in the Denver area and we were going to have to circle the runway until they cleared. Danget. There went our chance to fly to Boise early.
Also turned out that all the circling is causing me to experience some motion sickness. No good, very bad day.
We finally made it into Denver. The good news was that all flights were delayed so there was still a chance we could make it to Boise on the earlier flight.
We exited gate B 20 something and the Boise flight was leaving in Gate 95. Yes, NINETY FIVE. So we started running across the airport Home Alone style.
We made it as they were getting ready to shut down the gate. There was room on the flight. Yay. Before she booked us she asked if we had checked baggage.
"Yes, but we can just grab it when it shows up on the later flight."
Turns out that TSA doesn't let you do that. Your bags have to go with you at all times. Buzz kill. We walked back from the gate with our sad faces on and decided to get food and take it out on our bodies.
We found a New Belgium hub which made my husband gitty. He's been wanting to visit the real restaurant forever. He loves this company. So much that he wears a hat with their logo on it as well as his road biking jersey is a gigantic advertisement for them.
In the end we made it home safe but wasted an entire day, but it was quite the experience.