This morning was focused on packing up, heading out to our mid-afternoon flight. BOO. In this scene, we’re waiting for the doors to close.
When we got to the airport, we discovered Hawaiian Airlines had reassigned our seats and we had to run directly to the gate to get new seats. We spent the entire time until the final boarding call standing in line as the person running the show was a can short of a six-pack. She also kept calling different people up for reassignment, in front of us, ignoring those patiently in line while I worried we were going to be bumped. LAME. I couldn’t recharge any electronics (wow, Apple products seemed especially bad at holding a charge in the humidity) nor did I have time to buy water at a gift shop past Security Theatre. LAME.
I was thankful when a couple in front of us grew impatient and took off. We were given their re-coordinated assignments and could sit together even if I did end up in the middle seat. Still missed my water. On flights, it’s essential — I really hate bothering anyone to bring more. The electronics, not so necessary, as I could go analog and read The Man Who Ate Everything by Jeffery Steingarten for most of the 5 hour flight back.
Yay for non-stop to the tropics, though.