Ignorant Historian

I’m an experienced traveler. I’ve traveled overseas four times and domestically countless times. I fly out of our local airport at least three or four times a year. I know what I’m doing.

However, Friday was not my day. I made sure to get their earlier than normal, since I barely made it through security at Christmas in time to get to the gate for boarding. Right as I was pulling into the parking lot, the shuttle bus rolls up, so I was actually ahead of schedule. I had already checked in to my flight, so I only had to check my bags and go through security.

I got off at the last bus stop in order to check my bags with American Airlines. Since they are doing construction, I had to maneuver around the airport, and while I passed the departure screens, I looked to see if my flight was on time. I couldn’t find it, but I just thought I missed it so I kept going. I walked right up to a waiting kiosk by the American Airlines counter, pulled out my boarding pass…

and saw that it was for Northwest.

World-traveler that I am, I kept my cool and quickly walked away as if I meant to do that. I fortunately remembered that the Northwest counter (which is in another terminal) is just across the parking garage from the American counter and made it uneventfully to the correct airline’s counter, checked my bag, and made it through security.

The funny thing is, this is exactly the kind of thing that happens in the “nightmares” that I have, except this time I was capable of making it to where I should be.

As I was eating breakfast in the airport (since I had plenty of time), I was enjoying the alone time and reading. I looked up, and a girl a couple of tables of way had just about one inch showing between her shirt and her pants.

One inch of butt crack, that is.

Not exactly what I want to see while I’m trying to eat biscuits and gravy.

To add to what already was a memorable morning travel, the lady (I use this loosely…she was my age and her behavior seems to indicate otherwise) who sat next to me on my second plane didn’t turn off her iPod once the entire trip (though she didn’t bring it with her when she went to the bathroom which kind of surprised me), including the time when no electronics are allowed to be used during takeoff and landing. When the stewardess stopped by to check to see if she was buckled, she bolted upright (since she couldn’t hear her approaching) and said loudly, “It’s off!” Um, then why did you keep pressing it in your pocket while we were taking off? Why did you immediately put your ear buds back in after the stewardess left?

She also turned on her Blackberry about 2 minutes before we landed (just as soon as the stewardess had to take a seat) and started playing some game on it as well. I had a hard time with this, since I can’t stand rule-breakers, especially when they have the rules for good reasons!

I have much more to say about my trip (including things that happened after I met up with Dana), but I’ll include that in a different post since this one was long. What kind of crazy travel stories do you have?

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